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Kids Quatern Poems

These Kids Quatern poems are examples of Quatern poems about Kids. These are the best examples of Quatern Kids poems written by international poets.

An Autumn Aloha

Ever-changing Autumn, its shapes and shades.
Fanning breath stirs the heavily laden;
transforms and redraws like playful charades,
prepping, and grooming, all the misshapen.

A pastor's mural paints pure

Categories: appreciation, autumn, beautiful, blessing,

Hints of Autumn

Hints of Autumn are so subtle:
like ripe crops awaiting harvest.
And nights darkening earlier,
after the dog days of August.

Fall seems to arrive overnight:
hints of Autumn are

Categories: august, autumn, change, image,

Back To School

Some kids are dreading going back to school
They fear running into those who bullied them
Anxiety is heightened by puberty’s demands,
The feeling that no adult really

Categories: bullying, fear, feelings, school,

Bumpy Bumpy

Hey, I am feeling

Yes feeling little

Grumpy bumpy

Bumpy-bumpy.



I am sounding

Silly very silly

In this heated

Valley sweated.



Timid horns

On my head

Blowing headlights

Grooming helmets.



This is weird

I am a humming bird

Sounding

Categories: 1st grade, adventure, appreciation,

Does Anyone Care

Does anybody truly care
that the world is falling apart?
And kids are shot and killed in schools
by other children, toting guns.

Politicians are liars, yet
does anybody truly

Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade,

Ghost Stories :: Quatern

 

We are proud of our ancestors;
It is a mistake on their parts
not telling kids past incidents;
We will not commit same mistakes.

No respect for their

Categories: kid,

You Ask Why - Because I Said So

You ask why? Because I said so!
Ever hear that when you were young?
 Dad answered that way when he’s mad
And he did it with a

Categories: children,

Perpetual Rain

Darkness, the day she went away,
perpetual rain claimed his heart.
“Hope” her prognosis didn’t sway;
misty mournings, being apart.

His reason for being she was.
Darkness, the day she

Categories: lost love, sad, day,

Footsteps From Above

In this father’s mind, there is no other kind
Of noises that so resemble love
As the sounds that come from there, atop of the stairs
The patter

Categories: childhood, love