Short My Children Poems

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Premium Member when I die

When I die
Will my children have a sale
Or a fire?

A sale is a lot of work
I keep this to myself
Not caring really


Kids

boys
             tussle, roll
          pierce in pace
       toy-cycle in hand
                 lads


written 02-08-2013
Form: Lanterne

Teach Your Son First

Teach me not-

Mouths of my children how to shut,

See first your's improved a lot,

Fired a D-law at her M-law a shot!

A Mother's Longing

A Mother's Longing 


Dreaming loudly seen
In summer grass now empty 
My children playing 



3.12.2017©deborah burch
Form: Haiku

Another Quote From Daisy

Remember to do;
What you listen to.





Another word of wisdom I had my children to SPEAK so that they would remember it.


Premium Member Christmas

Christmas time is here;
Full of holiday cheer;
Yet, I long for yesteryear,
When my children all were near…
In my eggnog drips a tear.
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Monorhyme

Premium Member Song of a Son With Dark Brown Teeth

Chicory chew chew, tobakky chaw
I love my pappy. I love my ma.
Spit in a tin can, straight from my jaw
Chicory chew chew, tobakky chaw.
Form: Lyric

Win Tear

crumbling amber papyrus
whispers underfoot
mother where are you

Skeletal bone veins
stretching out alone
where have my children gone
Form: Haiku

Walking In Piece

Walking in springs of sounds
Found our self in cage sing freedom
Forgiven impossible given torture
Asking my children free making future

My Fledglings It's Time

So now I sit and watch the years go past
I wonder how my children grew so fast






For : Time - single rhyming couplet contest 
1st Place
Form: Couplet

Premium Member The Real Terrorist

I'm expecting a terrorist attack
suspecting my defense's out of whack
I'm bracing for the worst here, all alone
Waiting for my children to come home
Form: Rhyme

My Gift

To the ladies,
  my youth

To my children,
  my love

But to forever,
  my words

As my gift,
—evermore

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

You Love Me More Than You Love Yourself

Oh, my children; precious babes!
I've placed all your pictures on the shelf
And as I wander toward my grave
(I realize)
You love me more than you love yourself...

Premium Member On Marriage

In the city, lived a man named Harry
he said he would never marry,
as it would invite trouble!
he added with a chuckle;
“will advise my children not to marry”
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Proud Papa

   
      I’m proud of my children, whatever they do

         For as my wife likes to remind me

            “After all, dear ~ They look just like you”
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Good and the Bad

Admirable problem solving and ingenuity.
My children will go far in life.
Meanwhile keep a poker face.



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Form: Other

To My Children

For now, I want to see your face,
and gaze into your eyes

To hear your voice within my ears
—I’ll text you when I die

(Rosemont Pennsylvania: February, 2021)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Parents and Children

If I as a parent should be a winner today and not a loser, my children shall be winners tomorrow and not losers.

12192017 PS Contest, Wonderful One Liners, S. Grace
Form: Verse

Premium Member I Am Leaving My Mark

I leave my mark
In two forms
paintings and poetry

Others leave novels
I leave short stories
not caring if I am compared

My children haven’t read my poems
yet

My Children My World

Mischievous smile
It makes me laugh

Cheeky grin
It makes me chuckle

Innocent stare
It makes me wonder

Excited eyes
Makes me beam

This is my world
My children
© David Bull  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Rickshaw *****

Rickshaw |abia
punish my honey
drink my creamy dream

eat my children between fat-bread

Stulted pedantic canker-bloom
Your bird-plucked eyes
will gas-up and advertise

Premium Member For My Children

May you reach
some of your goals,
but may a few remain
beyond your grasp.
For in striving
and failing 
and keeping on, 
keeping on,
we find that
which is truly precious.

Premium Member everyone texts now

No one calls me now
My children text
My friends text

Wait
I lie
I get five calls a day
From…..
Scam Likely

I do not answer any of them
Maybe if they texted me
I would reply

If

If it becomes the last day,
Before I say
Goodbye
I die,
Forgive me then,
My children.

Forgive, o Sun
Forgive, o Moon
I couldn't understand
I have to go so soon
Leaving all
Great and small.
Form: Lyric

To Poets

To Poets -- By Walter savege Landor[1775-1864]
My children!Speak ill of one another; 
I do not ask you not to hate; 
Cadets must envy every elder brother,
The little poet must the great.

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