tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13491087612283595752024-10-06T20:49:09.557-07:00poems for kids, funny poems for kids, kids poems, poems about kidsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349108761228359575.post-88102431241977963392009-08-26T08:11:00.000-07:002009-09-05T08:01:19.205-07:00

Coming into my world, is what I long awaitNine months have passed so slowly, giving you and me time to relate.Your arrival will give wings to us, changing couple to sweet family,Bonding us all in our lifetimes as the two of us become three.I have read to you lines of poetry to develop your love of verse,I have sung to you songs and hymns I love, to quench your spiritual thirst.I have spoken

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When I was a little toddler,I played a computer game.’Winnie the Pooh and theScary Monster’ was its name.At that time I did not know howto shut down the computerAnd so, I got my brainy brotherto become my tutor.At last, I learned exactly how toshut computers down,which means that I could shut it downwhen no one is around.One day, when I played the gamestrange things were happening.My computer

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Losing a child is I'm sure the hardest ordeal any parent can go through. Beautiful poem!Grieve for your loss...

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Children only kneel when some incident causes great fearChildren only cry when they feel alone and threatenedChildren live by a strong faith that is scare these daysChildren will bare any type of pain if they feel it will ease the hateAnd those times when children pray those times are when god can do nothing but, obeyChildren the ask for happiness and they are the light of dayYet we let millions

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Childhood is rare Unlike a bearChildhood is funUnlike eating a bunChildhood is like fireLike the excitment of getting hiredChildhood is like honeyLike a hopping bunnyAppreciate childhood Like when you first stoodAppreciate childhood... by Karon Yan 

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Today I found this video and I liked it, Take a look.Children are highly dependent on their mothers. Their gratitude knew no boundaries. His love, they express in verse in this video. Please show this video to my own mother - she would be happy!

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Baby let me tell you how I feelBaby let me love you till the endBaby my heart is ursBaby let me touch you all overBaby can I kiss your lipsBaby can I lick you from you head to your toesBaby look me in my eyes and don't blinkBaby when the sun goes down will you be aroundBaby lets never grow apartBaby when I look at you I see another world in your eyesBaby I'm tha gurl that can take you where u

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Kids and their poemsOh, these kids:) Great video!! Parents can be proud of their children!!!!

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My mother made a meatloafbut I think she made it wrong.It could be that she cooked itjust a little bit too long.She pulled it from the oven;and we all began to choke.The meatloaf was on fireand the kitchen filled with smoke.The smoke detectors squealedat all the flaming meatloaf haze.My father used his drinkto try extinguishing the blaze.Mom shrieked and dropped the meatloaf;it exploded with a

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Thank you daughter for the gift you gave to meA happier grandfather there never will beThis beautiful little girl, so tiny, so smallBrought joy to my life, smiles to us all.I see you in her face and her eye's so blueThis little girl is a carbon copy of youAnd just like you, she will grow O so fastThese precious moments you know wont lastCherish every second, every minute, every dayYou'll be

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Overtime.Golden Goal.As I place the ball in a circle,I think about where I should place the shot.top leftbottom lefttop rightbottom rightI wait for the whistlemy team is silentbut the crowd is roaringpressure is onnerves rush through mesuddenly the crowd silencesthe whistle blowsI sprint toward the ballthe crowd standsmy shotswiftquickhardand low rightthe keeper dives for the ballI turn my

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If you sit down at set of sun And count the acts that you have done, And, counting, findOne self-denying deed, one wordThat eased the heart of him who heard, One glance most kindThat fell like sunshine where it went -Then you may count that day well spent But if, though all the livelong day, You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay - If, through it allYou've nothing done that you can traceThat

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Baby let me tell u how I feelBaby let me love u till the endBaby my heart is ursBaby let me touch u all overBaby can I kiss ur lipsBaby can I rub ur feetBaby look me in my eyes and don't blinkBaby when the sun goes down will u be aroundBaby let's walk the hall of love Baby when I look at u I see another world in ur eyesBaby I'm tha man that can take u where u need and want to goBaby please let's

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I can't remember,Skipping rocks on the pond, My childhoods forgotten, My Childhoods lost, Going to the lake, Sitting on the beach, Playing with friends, or dancing in the streets, I can't remember, The crash in the fog, My childhood was forgotten, My childhood was lost, The doctor doing surgery, Me getting pills, I can't remember any of it, None of it's clear, I still can't remember, How it is

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One morning in my bedroomI was startled by a snake,so I picked him up and took him outand threw him in the lake.He returned a minute later,meaning, no, he didn't drown,so I put him on my bicycleand rode him out of town.It was hardly half an hourtill he turned up in my room,so I packed him in a parceland I shipped him to Khartoum.When I found him back againon the succeeding afternoonI went looking

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(to the tune of "Take Me Out to the Ball Game")Get me out of the fish tank.Get me out of this bowl.I was just trying to catch the fish.They looked tempting and awfully delishbut I slipped and fell in the fish tankand now my future looks grim.I just went to see and found out something:Cat's don't swim.Won't you give me a hand here?All I need is a lift.Help and I promise I won't come back.I'll go

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