Poems About Childhood Friendships
Published: December 22, 2022
There are some friendships that we remember forever. These are the friendships that were formed when we were children. The quality of sharing is not the same as in adult friendships. However, in a certain way the friendship has a deeper quality. It probably lacked that drama and intensity that is shared in adult friendships. At the same time there is a certain carefree quality that exists between two young children at play. They don't ask themselves complicated questions like whether they have enough in common. It is enough that they are two kids and that there is playing to be done.
This collection of poems celebrates the joy and wonder of childhood memories. From playing outside with friends to holidays with family, these poems capture the magic and innocence of growing up. Whether you're looking to reminisce on your own childhood or share a bit of nostalgia with loved ones, these poems are sure to bring a smile to your face.
4 Poems About Joyful Childhood Memories
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1. Friendship: One Of God's Greatest Gifts
I was the young age of three,
and oh, so very small.
I knew almost nothing,
nothing at all.
When I saw a cute little girl
shaking with fear,
all alone in the corner
with her eyes full of tears,
I thought to myself,
I'll go be her friend.
So I went over to her
and touched her sweet little hand.
I said to my new friend,
"Do you want to play?"
My new friend said, "Yes,"
and her tears went away.
It's been fifteen years now,
and our friendship's still strong.
I can hardly believe
we've been best friends this long.
As I went to her that day,
I was the angel to be.
How could I have known
that God sent her to me?
But angels need two wings
if they don't want to sit and just rest,
so God combined both our wings
to show us we're blessed.
We can't thank him enough
for his gift of kindness and love.
We are both each other's angels
sent from heaven above!Featured Shared StoryI am very touched by this poem because the same thing has happened to many people, and everybody deserves to know how your friendship got started. I agree that friendship is one of God's...
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2. One For All And All For One
In the neighborhood where I was raised,
My life revolved around my friends.
And each day brought new adventures
And endless games of let's pretend.
We were just a band of misfits,
Running wild in the sun.
Living by our mantra,
"One for All and All for One."
Now Ivy was a little girl
Who lived next door to me.
She was a sweet and guileless girl
Who was a loyal friend indeed.
But poor Ivy had a stutter,
So even in the midst of play,
We'd stop and listen patiently
If Ivy had something to say.
It never had occurred to us
To tease her or make fun.
She was a cherished part of us.
"One for All and All for One."
Now Tammy was an aimless girl
Who dreaded going home.
Instead she'd cling to all of us
Or roam the streets alone.
She was always seen as strange or odd,
So by many she was shunned.
But we embraced her strength of spirit.
"One for All and All for One."
Terry and Peggy were sisters,
And just as tough as they could come.
They were always ready to stand and fight
Before they would cower and run.
In the neighborhood, they were infamous,
Known and feared by everyone.
But we welcomed their grit and moxie.
"One for All and All for One."
Now Dougy was just into puberty,
And was viewed as a very bad seed.
He was in and out of trouble
And always full of tricks and schemes.
But to us, he was our brother,
And a better brother there was none,
For he'd defend us to the bitter end.
"One for All and All for One."
Now I was a puny, cross-eyed kid
Who had always been laughed at and teased.
But I found my niche in this group of friends
Who nurtured and watched out for me.
We were truly a band of misfits
When all was said and done.
But we stood for each other through thick and thin.
"One for All and All for One."
How I wish today our youth could know
Such camaraderie second to none,
Finding strength and unity in diversity,
Living "One for All and All for One."Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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3. Times Are Changing
We had our good days and we had our bad,
I thought I would never forget the times we had.
The times are changing,
and our memories are slowly fading.
Though times may change,
we just have to hope and pray
that someday things will be okay.
The times are changing,
but we can't keep holding onto the past,
because we don't know if our past
can be part of our future.
And as I shed one last tear,
I live in fear
that as the times change
I will lose you forever.Featured Shared StoryI am now a college student and the story I will share is about a friend from 11 years ago. She was my first very best friend; good in speaking English and almost everything. Who would have...
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4. I Am With You
I remember when we met,
In kindergarten, we were set.
Friends from then on, without a doubt.
Said we would never live without,
But time moves on and then we too,
Got caught up in the 'cootie' schmooze.
We wrinkled our noses and turned away,
We thought we could go at least a day,
But no, instead we played a fake war.
Closer than ever, we fake argued galore,
But time goes on and then we too
Threw aside that stage and I was with you.
Again we sided, it was us two as one.
Who cares what others thought, we had fun.
Many years had passed, and I developed a love,
Each time I saw you, angels sang from above.
Being a foolish child, I drifted away,
Until the unthinkable happened one day.
I never thought, even as I avoided you,
That one day we would be fully through.
You stopped searching me out, as I had done,
You would walk past me, having much more fun.
But time goes on, and on, and on.
And even now, so many years far after,
Even you remember our dear laughter.
You came up to me, just around high-school.
You didn't act different, you didn't even act cool.
You treated me just like you used to.
Time may have passed on, but I am with you.Featured Shared StoryI loved this poem so much! It made me think of my very 1st best friend from the start of my Kindergarten year. Her name was Chayanna and I met her on the first day of school. We met because...
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