Short Little Girl Poems

Short Little Girl Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Little Girl by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Little Girl by length and keyword.


Daddy Little Girl

am his pride
he is my guild
we walk  and talk
like friends
we have the same blend
am his world
am
DADDY LITTLE GIRL


Premium Member I Barely Remember Her

Sprinkled among my memories
A little girl, humble and shy.
Sneaking her head up for a peek
Barely heard as I travel by.
Form: Quatrain

Grateful Existence

Somewhere I lost the
Little girl who loved rain
She danced and sang loud
In puddles by herself
Not worried for tomorrow

Invisible

A little girl that I don't see
Is always standing next to me.
Fairy, sprite, too long a shade.
Neither love nor memory fade.
© Rufus Reed  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Little Girl Manicure

Little Girl Manicure

Pink enamel
bitten to
remnants of lacquer
not quite chipped
away.

Kathryn McL. Collins
September 29, 2013


Alone

little girl all alone
like a dog without a bone.
birds screech in the sky
I let out a weary sigh
why oh why did she have to die?
Form: Rhyme

Daddy Little Girl

i admit this
i love his kiss
i can;t excist
he is my guild
and my  ride
alway by my side
he is my world
am
DADDY LITTLE GIRL

Runaway Mother

A woman, a mother
as a little girl
she couldn't wait to become
But its gotten to hard now 
back to a little girl
she wants to run
Form: Rhyme

You Know

We always open yet a tad bit, when....
The night becomes scenic ? I'm so caught up
Inside, you little girl seems to be yes; on the mark.
Form:

Cancer of My Little Girl

Cancer of a My Little Girl


           no hair
                  despair




One Footle Only
October 31, 2017
Form: Footle

Premium Member Daisy May Not

A little girl named Daisy Mae
Had far too much to say
Nobody could stop her
Until she came a cropper
When all of her friends ran away
Form: Limerick

Vision of Paradise

Splendid vision of heaven...
Hummingbird ,flower
and little girl...
Poetical encounter morning 
in the garden
or in the backyard....!

That Girl

There was an little girl who fell
mom attempted to calm her but she yelled
15 now, professionally singing
her mom calls ringing ringing
Form: Limerick

Lost

Lost, baby,
I don't do sadness well enough.
I'm a whore for oblivion,
for being lost
and losing it all.
Lost, little girl,
we all lost.

Premium Member little june

when june was a little girl

her only hair had a curl

jeweler dad dismayed

a crown so sad displayed

so he fastened on a pearl.
Form: Limerick

John's Little Girl Limy

Poor little girl couldn't smell the rose
She was clogged up blocked in her nose
picked it clean
wasn't seen
What nobody sees nobody knows
© Tim Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member In a Sweet Shop

a 'mountain' of sweets

inside the glass and steel jar

dolly mixtures seen

by Molly, a little girl

opposite these, mouth ajar
© Julia Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Little Miss Fancy Font

A sweet little girl named Alex.
Always put words in italics.
Plain print wouldn't do.
So when she was through.
They were known as Alex Italics.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Familial Relationships

A spider plant* with many offshoots --
The mother firmly holds onto her little girl's hand at the nursery.


*Chlorophytum comosum
Form: Imagism

A 4 Line Poem For H

I know a little girl named Hannah
A pretty, bashful and quiet child
But when she goes to visit Nanna
She eats too much chocolate and goes wild!

Twirl

Rain falls upon my face
 I spread my arms out & embrace
 as I inhale the warm summer breeze
 I twirl like a little girl
 life is alive & so am I..

My Sweet Little Girl

I've had a love
For which I'd have died
But I killed her once in fall

I've had a love
For which I'd have died
But she died for me after all
Form: Lyric

Don'T Go

2 am
Tear stained eyes
Don't go I plead
He leaves despite my fall

Put my jim jams on
I am 
As have always been
A little girl after all...
© Jo Hayton  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Bright Yellow Curls

When I was a wee little girl,
My hair had bright yellow curls.
I liked them a lot
‘Till my mom cut them off,
And that was the end of my world.
© Jay Snyder  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Little Girl

A little girl inside me lives.
She cries, she’s scared and she grieves.
Although you’re all grown up
Don’t even think of telling her to shut up.
Form: Lyric

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