Toddler Poems - Poems about Toddler

pink corduroy jumper bouncy curls, blue ribbons toddler in training...

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Toddler singing songs Almost all the words are wrong Fierce spirit so strong At that moment born poet Creating words notes and hopes...

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Cold blue tile is the foundation from which two children build their world. This airport has seen thousands upon thousands of feet touching its ground, but their travel-weary weight is erased as toddlers run, screaming joyfully, over top. Laughter bubbles from their tiny pink lips, and I find I can’t help but join in. Snow-blond hair and a green dino hoodie. These...

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TODDLER CLUB Higgledy Piggledy, here we sit All are fidgeting just a little bit And a giggle, however cursory We are all here at the nursery Look around, to left and right Try smiling, and they just might Waving your hand to say hello It isn’t so long now until we go Then all of us can say goodbye Until tomorrow, but me oh my If...

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Legos and marbles Tiny robotic pieces Danger to toddler He carries wheel in mouth Spits it out during bath time ...

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The other night at work I had mellow ’60’s music playing in the store when a couple carrying their young son entered through the door. Guessing someone’s age the more I age is harder and harder for me but by the way he toddled through the store I’d say he was two or maybe three. When he toddled up...

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Sitting with Winnie Running from MiMi in polka dots Makes me giggle at haughty tots Who don’t want to use their potty pots. I’m now thinking of tequila shots And other things I oughta nots. ~ Judy Bausch ...

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Something happens every now and then…it’s something I adore… when a toddler, who can’t control his our her excitement… goes running up and down the aisles of our store. If you’ve ever seen a toddler run…their body shifts from side to side… They are one move from falling over…and there’s a smile they can’t hide. Yes, the entire time they’re...

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Ayla at Two With a fistful of raisins and Chocolate-flavored goatee, Your favorite Dora tee shirt Splotched red from your spaghetti lunch, We sit on the floor together as You climb on up for a quick fix of Mommy, A moment of squeeze, And I gather you up As you tell of something wonderful In your lovely language of syllabic sound and I...

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There’s glue in my plug sockets Chewed pasta in my pockets Lollipops always stuck under my shelf Oh my love, you are a naughty little elf Crayons and paint colour the dogs bed And again, today, another bruise on your head Where, this time, have you put my other shoe? And please stop throwing the lid for the glue Yet again, there’s a...

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A toddler in a stroller passed And, looking at her face, It seemed to me that she was Merely staring into space. Which made me wonder – could it be She’d nothing on her mind? If not, and I could read her thoughts, What musings would I find? I wish I had a lollipop. I need some better toys. My pre-school class has way too...

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he wore a green hat with a red flower he was my bestie, and I adored him the first person I saw in the morning my bestie, Wiggly Worm there were three creatures hanging off him two bugs and a butterfly they all three had enormous smiles they made my day in their vibrant colors I loved them so when I was two...

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she had allergies to grass so we brought the garden inside attaching one flower at a time to the wall, so she could see them she was careful as she examined them one by one giggling as she gingerly touched them in no order she will eat them, her grandpa predicted but she did not, she caressed them a barefooted toddler...

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frivolity accompanies mirth encouraging joyous merriment toddler relieves Aunt M’s depression in simple ways with honest play...

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What do mushrooms do? Why are violets so pale? How does the sun stream through the trees? Why is this called a forest and not a tree circus? The owl stared at the young fox. Making a rapid decision. Let me guess, you are three-years-old? How did you know? Why did you guess that? Can I feel your feathers? The owl flew down and let...

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