Toddlers Poems - Poems about Toddlers

...(prelude) the buzzing of the evening insects presage evil ! here are black wolves ! here are ghosts and fiends and here are blackest of demons ! and black be the murk ton......Read the rest...

...Take my words Gently As a thorn-crested rose Beauty Shielded by doubt Shivering In its self-ness Caress my words As infants Seeking Sustenance Toddlers Tumbling Over one another Adolesc......Read the rest...

...Atomic bombs are dropped on babies Humanity is thrown out of the door Humanity is dead. Humanity is no more There are too many aggressive and demoniac atrocities Wars are heartless, bestial, peri......Read the rest...

...Thank you God That I’m always a student I abhor The slaughters of the babies Toddlers were killed dead Young boys and girls were shot dead Pregnant women were stabbed dead That’s terror Young......Read the rest...

... 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......Read the rest...

...Gnarly had the best job of all in the sugar dome. He was the secret rainbow color dropping gnome. He came in the night, riding the color on his bike. The only ones who could see him were the age o......Read the rest...

... Whether white or classic-chocolate bunny, Enjoy Spring’s hop-a-long of polyzygotic mirth. Two floppy and expressive ears, so funny. Toddlers cheer, and tenderly espy, life’s rebirth. ......Read the rest...

...You bombed, bombed Now you airdrop aids You killed, killed God’s children Pregnant moms Innocent women Poor toddlers Weak boys and sick men No reason You poisoned water You robbed, robbed ......Read the rest...

...There’s no one in the playground When I walk at break of day. The jungle gyms are empty Since no climbing’s underway. The slides and swings are waiting For the toddlers and the tots Who, with......Read the rest...

...Mama Mallard's hatchlings so downy and sweet, she's proud to show them, springtime is complete, waddling along the lake with her brood in tow, Daddy Mallard quacks as people stroll to and fro, de......Read the rest...

...Placed Second in: This or That, Vol. 23 Poetry Contest Sponsored by Edward Ibeh Narrow Margin On the twelfth day and twelfth month of the y......Read the rest...

...At high noontime, the tires are burning in the streets The sound of barking dogs is everywhere; the cats of hell smell Like never showered rats who are locked up in death row cells Where the air d......Read the rest...

...Toddlers' Exploration: Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast, Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts. Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach, Soaring through tales of barnyard Wadd......Read the rest...

...The pains of my pains , Was watching you lying straight In that wooden bed Whilst mourning with pain I knew then That your eyes are forever closed Mdali . The pains of my pains , Was yo......Read the rest...

... 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 t......Read the rest...