Poems about Children
hese little feet have learned to walk,
And now they’ve learned to run…
These little feet just love to dance,
They climb and have some fun…
These little feet don’t want to rest,
They only want to play…
These little feet are busy feet,
They’re on the go all day…
Children at play
I see the little girls and boys
Playing with hearts full of joy
It's wonderful how they know such bliss
Such a sight I would not miss.
Hippidy hop the children at play
Hippidy hop, bop-bop, bop-bop
They make me laugh at the wonderful sight
of their imaginations
They frolic here, they frolic there
without a single care
All at once, they come to a shout
excitement fills the air.
Then they're off to venture
a paddock next door__
over the logs and up the hill...
there to swing on tree branches.
It fills me with energy
to watch them there__
and my heart does thrill.
Were You, Mom?
Mom, did you used to play
with kites and skipping
Did you sometimes wash your hands,
forgetting about the
Did you walk in squishy mud or like to play
in the rain?
Did your mom
say, "Eat your vegetables."
again, again, again?
Did your aunts and uncles
Dis you wish that they would not?
Did you always mind your
and do what you were taught?
Did you run and jump and slide
fall and scrape your knee?
Mom, were you ever really once a little
Energetic Boys and Girls
and how those kids can run!
They're sitting there in pairs
having a conference.
Then off to play like a bull at a gate
and energy charges the air!
They're hopping and skipping across a rope
then they're catching a ball.
Such active children are these__
they could fly on a flying trapeze.
I feel tired with excitement
and I go to sit down
upon my rocking chair.
Sweet Dreams my darling, the day is done.
The moon is here to say goodnight to the sun.
Gather your blankets and climb into bed.
Close your eyes and lay down your head.
Rest for now with peaceful dreams,
Of twinkling stars and shining moon beams.
Sweet dreams my darling, sweet dreams
Sweet dreams my precious gift from above.
Shirley Love ©
A child on a swing
is a wonderful thing__
as they are lost in wonder.
Yes, in wonderment they would be.
Gliding through the air
with such ease
and without a single care.
The flowers nearby and a picnic rug
this morning I did prepare__
a picnic basket full of fruit
I plan to join her there.
She said, I saw a bird on a branch of a tree
it was looking at me, between the leaves
I saw it there__ a cute little bird.
To me__ she is so cute!
WHY GOD MADE LITTLE GIRLS
made the world
with its towering trees
and restless seas
Then paused and said,
"It needs one more thing
Someone to laugh and dance and sing
To walk in the woods and gather flowers
To commune with nature in quiet hours."
made little girls
With laughing eyes and bouncing curls
With joyful hearts and infectious smiles
Enchanting ways and feminine smiles,
And when He'd completed
the task He'd begun
He was pleased and proud
of the work He had done
For the world, when seen
through a little girl's eyes
Greatly resembles Paradise.
Hair so fair, Eyes so blue,
GOD granted my wish, When
he gave me you ....
Hands so tiny stretched in the air
Like angel wings they reached for the
Eyes twinkling like diamonds
Smile so sweet .... Dimples showing
At the slightest wink.
Now you are a woman, Bright as
can be .... All grown up and a wife to be
Love to you both and many years
"Still your little girl at heart......hey?
Miracle of Life
Miracle of life, what a marvelous thing
how little birds chirp and bluebirds sing
Every time I hear a new born baby cry
or touch a leaf or see the sky
I just know why I believe.
I believe for every drop of rain that falls
a flower grows
I believe in a Creator God
His Glory shows
You see His Beauty in every rose
the stars across the great expanse
Yes I believe, I believe.
Words based on a Song
© Oct 2013
All the best to those with twins
I see more of them when out and about!