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I'd Love To Be A Fairy's Child
- By Robert Graves
Famous Poem

Robert Graves was an English poet who lived from 1895-1985. He became known as a war poet, and he published three books of poetry while on active duty during World War I. This poem was published the same year the war ended, and it can be felt that Robert Graves was writing about his desire for children to face an easier life, one that’s not filled with so much pain, suffering, and unmet needs.

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Children born of fairy stock
Never need for shirt or frock,
Never want for food or fire,
Always get their heart's desire:

Children born of fairy stock
Never need for shirt or frock,
Never want for food or fire,
Always get their heart's desire:
Jingle pockets full of gold,
Marry when they're seven years old.
Every fairy child may keep
Two strong ponies and ten sheep;
All have houses, each his own,
Built of brick or granite stone;
They live on cherries, they run wild--
I'd love to be a Fairy's child.
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Very nice poem. It deals with the aspirations of children. Childhood is the stage of innocence, and the present poem describes the same. It's lyrical, rhythmic and rhymed.

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Muffins With Momma
- By Michaela Hart
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2018 with permission of the Author.
Growing up, I began baking muffins fairly young, initially with my Mom, later on my own. It fascinated me. Eventually I began recruiting my little siblings to help. Baking is an art, not a science, and any art has a bit of magic about it. Maybe it's my Chestertonian view of life. What turns flour, butter, eggs, etc. into cookies or muffins? Magic.

Memories Of Baking With Mom

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Momma's in the kitchen
making muffins for me.
There's eggs, raisins, milk
And white powdery stuff I see.

Momma's in the kitchen
making muffins for me.
There's eggs, raisins, milk
And white powdery stuff I see.

She says it's flower,
but doesn't look the same.
With all those cups and bowls around,
it looks like a fun game.

Momma says if I help her
there'll be a tasty prize.
She'll stick some batter in the oven,
and I can watch it rise.

I'll watch it slowly grow
from sticky stuff to muffins.
How that happens, I don't know/
It is by magic somethings.

Then a muffin I'll gobble
up into my little tummy.
Those muffins will disappear
like magic, and so yummy.
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Who Nose?
- By Alan Balter
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2017 with permission of the Author.
Hi, my name is Alan Balter, and I am a retired university professor. To keep my neurons firing during retirement, I have taken to writing fiction, personal essays, and poetry. Most of my poetic efforts are for my grandchildren; I have 14 and they really like my work.

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Some are as long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell roses
From a couple of miles or more.

Some are as long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell roses
From a couple of miles or more.

In case you haven't guessed it,
It's noses I'm talking about here,
And although I've never expressed it
As for mine, it's unique, I fear.

On a night that's humid and warm
You'd be impressed I'd bet.
Stand under my nose in a thunderstorm.
Chances are you won't get wet.

Yesterday I had someone to meet.
The cab drive was the worst.
The driver dropped me at Eighth Street.
But my nose went on 'til First.

Then a jet plane we boarded
Me and my nose, it was neat.
I really couldn't afford it
'Cause we needed an extra seat.

For handkerchiefs, it's really rough.
It's hard to know what to do.
A small white cloth isn't enough,
So I use a bedsheet or two.

Perhaps I shouldn't be complaining.
Who knows where things went wrong?
Certainly I should be abstaining
From sticking it where it doesn't belong
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I think children will like the poem. It's funny. You must have a lot of imagination to write such a poem. I like it!

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Glow Worm
- By Taylor Russell
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2011 with permission of the Author.
When I was little, I fell in love with glow worms, so I decided to write this, just for a laugh!

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Oh, I wish I were a glow worm,
for a glow worm's never glum,
'cause how can you be grumpy
when the sun shines out your bum?

Oh, I wish I were a glow worm,
for a glow worm's never glum,
'cause how can you be grumpy
when the sun shines out your bum?
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I Wish
- By Santhini Govindan
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2022 with permission of the Author.
The poem "I Wish" is a light-hearted and whimsical piece that expresses desires for things that are unlikely to happen. Through the use of playful language and vivid imagery, the poem explores fanciful wishes for a world where spinach tastes like chocolate, candy bars are healthy, homework is easy, and mythical creatures like dragons and fairies can be kept as pets. The poem captures the spirit of youthful imagination and the innocent joy of daydreaming.

Wishes And Dreams: The Power Of Imagination

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I wish that spinach tasted like chocolate,
Instead of tasting sour and bitter.
I wish that candy bars were loaded with nutrition,
So that eating as many as I like would make me even fitter.

I wish that spinach tasted like chocolate,
Instead of tasting sour and bitter.
I wish that candy bars were loaded with nutrition,
So that eating as many as I like would make me even fitter.
I wish I could finish my homework quickly every day,
Instead of feeling drowsy as soon as I start to write.
I wish I could keep a dragon as a pet at home,
So I can play with him to my heart’s delight.
I wish that one day, I get to meet a real fairy,
Instead of just reading about fairies in folklore.
I wish that the fairy answers all my questions to her,
So then, I can ask her several more.
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Night Noises
- By Alan Balter
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2019 with permission of the Author.
A humorous, rhyming poem about natural bodily functions that people make during the night. It is meant primarily for children, but people of any age with a sense of humor should enjoy it.

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My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night that sounds a lot like thunder.
We don't live near the seashore, but almost every morn
I'm wakened by a noise that sounds like a fog horn.

My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night that sounds a lot like thunder.
We don't live near the seashore, but almost every morn
I'm wakened by a noise that sounds like a fog horn.

It's louder than the sound of barking dogs at night
Or a fireworks explosion that lights the sky real bright.
A chainsaw cutting logs doesn't make as much din,
Nor did the wall coming down way over in Berlin.

A jet plane at takeoff will get your attention quick,
As will a jackhammer engaged in busting up some brick.
But neither equals the clamor from Mom and Dad's bedroom,
Worse than a stack of dynamite at the moment of KABOOM!

At last I figured out the source of all the raucous roaring.
It was only good old Dad engaging in some snoring
Mom says: "I don't mind; it's really a Godsend
That all that wind isn't coming out the other end."
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The writer has given a humorous touch to a common incident found in many a home. Mother's lighthearted comment, "I don't mind; it's really a godsend" makes the idea more effective.

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Breaking Day
- By Margaret Benison
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2014 with permission of the Author.
For all the naughty kids, and all the parents of naughty children, this poem is for you. No matter how mad they drive you, you can't help but love them, can you?

Poem About A Naughty Kid

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Today, I broke everything I touched
Brother's phone,
His toys,
My own toothbrush

Today, I broke everything I touched
Brother's phone,
His toys,
My own toothbrush
I smashed my sister's favorite cup,
Lost her bracelet for good luck
I even crushed a chair of timber,
Where my father reads and lingers
I ruined mother's chicken soup,
Too much salt in there I scooped
Spattered rice on the kitchen floor,
Drew pink heart shapes on the wall,
Broke my crayons,
Tore all papers,
When my Nana napped I woke her.
With all the broken scoops and piles,
I have shredded everyone's smiles
But then before bedtime they hugged me
I'm their baby,
They still love me!
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I get what you feel. I have bad days too. But whatever I do, I will still be loved, AND SO WILL YOU! Go for it! Don´t be afraid to shine! Crack a joke! Be brave. You will survive! If you need...

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Summer Fun
- By Mary E Bone
- Published by Family Friend Poems May 2019 with permission of the Author.
I am a mother and grandmother. I enjoy outdoor activities when all of the grandchildren come over to visit.

School's Out For Summer

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The children on the block
Are playing with chalk.
Bubbles are flying around,
Popping when they hit the ground.

The children on the block
Are playing with chalk.
Bubbles are flying around,
Popping when they hit the ground.
Giggles and wiggles in the pool,
The kids are taking a break from school,
Staying cool.
Everyone is having fun
In the sun.
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This is the best poem because I have summer stuff planned for me and my friends and it make me excited. Thank you for the poem.

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Pumpkin, Oh Pumpkin
- By Christopher R. Riddels
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2019 with permission of the Author.
I'm only 13, and I like to write. When my teacher asked me to write a poem, I did, and she thought it was good, and I did too.

Kids And Pumpkins

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Pumpkin, oh Pumpkin,
Your candle light's bright.
Pumpkin, oh Pumpkin,
You shine bright through the night.

Pumpkin, oh Pumpkin,
Your candle light's bright.
Pumpkin, oh Pumpkin,
You shine bright through the night.

Pumpkin, oh Pumpkin,
You sit on the porch.
Pumpkin, oh Pumpkin,
You're a decorative torch.

Pumpkin, oh Pumpkin,
Your teeth so messed up,
As you smile at the kids,
As cute as a buttercup.

Pumpkin, oh Pumpkin,
You bring me much joy.
Pumpkin, oh Pumpkin,
You make the children overjoyed.

Pumpkin, oh Pumpkin,
You're really a Jack-O'-Lantern.
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Poems For Primary Elementary Students (Grades K-3) - Page 3

Hi, my name is Alan Balter, and I am a retired university professor. To keep my neurons firing during retirement, I have taken to writing fiction, personal essays, and poetry. Most of my poetic efforts are for my grandchildren; I have 14 and they really like my work.

When I was little, I fell in love with glow worms, so I decided to write this, just for a laugh!

A humorous, rhyming poem about natural bodily functions that people make during the night. It is meant primarily for children, but people of any age with a sense of humor should enjoy it.

For all the naughty kids, and all the parents of naughty children, this poem is for you. No matter how mad they drive you, you can't help but love them, can you?

I am a mother and grandmother. I enjoy outdoor activities when all of the grandchildren come over to visit.

I'm only 13, and I like to write. When my teacher asked me to write a poem, I did, and she thought it was good, and I did too.