The Littlest Christmas Tree
The littlest Christmas tree
lived in a meadow of green
among a family
of tall evergreens.
Published: June 2018
What is Children's Poetry and is it different than poetry for Teens and Adults? It's not fundamentally different. Children's Poetry just needs to be written in a way that captures the interest of children.
Famous poet, Carl Sandburg's definitions of poetry include, "Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance" and "Poetry is a sliver of the moon lost in the belly of a golden frog". Children's imaginations are more flexible than adults. Poetry is a wonderful way to introduce children to literature and to life.
Included in this collection are the most popular poems from contemporary and amateur poets who have submitted their original poems for children to Family Friend Poems over the past 12 years.
The littlest Christmas tree
lived in a meadow of green
among a family
of tall evergreens.
This poem touched my heart and the story of your beautiful parents behind it... I have only come across it searching online. I will most certainly be reading up on all your other inspiring...
I own a big fat cat-
The fattest for miles around.
Wherever there's lots of food,
That's where he'll be found.
This story is hilarious! Coming across this story, it reminds me of my fat cat, Ziggy, also known as Tubby once her grew. I would compare him to a lot of fat jokes, but apart from that, he's...
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The sun is shining,
The sky is blue,
The birds are flying,
And the breeze is so cool.
Good poems and knowledgeable thoughts for kids' projects.
The dolly sat upon the shelf
in the toy maker's shop all by herself.
The dolly only had one eye,
so all the children passed her by.
I loved this. It has a beautiful message in it and also made me cry. You shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Keep up the good work, Jeanette!
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Hear eye sit inn English class; the likelihood is that eye won't pass
An F on my report card wood bee worse than swallowing glass
It's knot that eye haven't studied, often till late at knight
Butt the rules are sew confusing, eye simply can't get them write
Very clever and funny, but it kinda blows my mind reading through this at the same time! How on earth did I manage to learn this wonderful, confusing language?! I must be converting it into...
My Grandpa and I do a lot of things together,
But fishing with my Grandpa is the best ever.
I love going to the lake when the sky is all blue.
I love riding in my Grandpa's boat, too.
Love your poem about fishing with your Grandpa. There are millions of fish in the oceans and ponds, but being with your Grandpa is a beautiful bond! Enjoy every memory with him; it's priceless!
The day when the world
turned upside down:
when a frown became a smile
and a smile became a frown.
Hello Anna,
I notice that you sent this message 3 months ago and want to apologise as I have been very busy in other areas of my life that my poems came to a halt for nearly a year. Things...
My mommy said today
That I could get a pet one day.
I gave her a kiss
Then started making my list.
If I were a birdie,
I'd head up to the sky.
I'd spread my wings like sunshine.
I know I could fly mighty high!
If winter were a person, she would be a girl with frosty hair.
Winter would wear snow pants, snow boots, gloves, a hat, and scarf.
Winter would smell like hot chocolate and peanut butter and Hershey Kiss cookies baking in the oven.
Winter would spend the day eating cookies and drinking hot cocoa by a lake.
A beautiful, inspirational poem Olivia, most impressive for someone only ten years old. Loved it!!!
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