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If I Were...
- By Eva L. Robinson
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2016 with permission of the Author.
The poem is about a little girl who is asked what she wants to be when she grows up. She answers with things like, "I want to be a Princess," knowing nobody can stop her from following her dreams.

Dreaming Of What You Could Be Poem

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If I were a queen,
I'd rule a mighty land.
If I were a princess,
I'd take a prince's hand.

If I were a queen,
I'd rule a mighty land.
If I were a princess,
I'd take a prince's hand.

If I were a soldier,
I'd fight a mighty war.
If I were a hero,
I'd be the best they ever saw.

If I were a dancer,
I'd dance with such grace.
If I were a runner,
I'd win every race!

If I were an actress,
I'd take part in a play,
For I can do anything,
No matter what you say.
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Fossils
- By Colin West
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2021 with permission of the Author.
This lighthearted poem titled "Fossils" explores the humorous idea of what colors extinct prehistoric animals could have been. The speaker playfully ponders whether the Pterodactyls, Brontosaurus, Stegosaurus, Tyrannosaurus Rex, Archaeopteryx, and Woolly Mammoth were sporting bright colors like purple, puce, or shocking pink. The poem highlights the fun and imaginative nature of pondering about the unknown and the whimsical world of dinosaurs and other ancient creatures.

Dino Dilemma: Deciphering The Colors Of Ancient Animals

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O, its bones may be colossal,
But the trouble with a fossil
Is that it doesn’t give a clue
As to the creature’s actual hue.

O, its bones may be colossal,
But the trouble with a fossil
Is that it doesn’t give a clue
As to the creature’s actual hue.

Those Pterodactyl things that flew,
Were they red or green or blue?
And that Brontosaurus fellow,
Did he come in mauve and yellow?

As for those Stegosaurus types,
Maybe they had snazzy stripes?
And was Tyrannosaurus Rex
Perhaps adorned with spots or checks?

And was old Archaeopteryx
Just one colour, or a mix?
And Woolly Mammoth, what d’you think,
Purple, puce or shocking pink?

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I just love the poem. I had been feeling a bit low, and then I read your poem and the world felt like a brighter place. Thank you.

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Morning Fog
- By Bettina Van Vaerenbergh
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2020 with permission of the Author.
When I was a kid and it was foggy, it always reminded me of an endless sea, and I fantasized about going on all kinds of adventures...

An Adventure On A Foggy Morning

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The morning fog
- White and dense -
Comes creeping in
Through the garden fence.

The morning fog
- White and dense -
Comes creeping in
Through the garden fence.

Over the grass,
Over the lane,
All the way -
To my window pane.

Gone is our garden,
With the old oak tree;
A sea of white
Is all I see.

In my imagination,
My bed is a boat.
I open the window,
And I go afloat.

Smoothly I sail
On the foggy sea -
With my doll and my teddy
For company.

I am the captain,
They are my crew.
We're headed for a land -
No one ever knew.

The sea is calm,
All is going well.
The life of an explorer
Is really swell.

But then, just as I see
My destination loom,
Out comes the sun -
And I'm shipwrecked in my room!
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Us Two
- By A. A. Milne
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In this poem, A.A. Milne (1882-1956), the creator of Winnie the Pooh, shows that having a friend by your side provides strength and courage. It also removes the fear we experience when we are alone. This is a narrative poem that tells a story.

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Wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
"Where are you going today?" says Pooh:

Wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
"Where are you going today?" says Pooh:
"Well, that's very odd 'cos I was too.
Let's go together," says Pooh, says he.
"Let's go together," says Pooh.

"What's twice eleven?" I said to Pooh.
("Twice what?" said Pooh to Me.)
"I think it ought to be twenty-two."
"Just what I think myself," said Pooh.
"It wasn't an easy sum to do,
But that's what it is," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what it is," said Pooh.

"Let's look for dragons," I said to Pooh.
"Yes, let's," said Pooh to Me.
We crossed the river and found a few-
"Yes, those are dragons all right," said Pooh.
"As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.
That's what they are," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what they are," said Pooh.

"Let's frighten the dragons," I said to Pooh.
"That's right," said Pooh to Me.
"I'm not afraid," I said to Pooh,
And I held his paw and I shouted "Shoo!
Silly old dragons!"- and off they flew.

"I wasn't afraid," said Pooh, said he,
"I'm never afraid with you."

So wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
"What would I do?" I said to Pooh,
"If it wasn't for you," and Pooh said: "True,
It isn't much fun for One, but Two,
Can stick together, says Pooh, says he. "That's how it is," says Pooh.
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Sometimes I Dream That I Can Fly
- By Patricia A Fleming
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2019 with permission of the Author.
I wrote about a child who dreams of flying but in the end finds out it's not all they thought it would be.

A Child's Wish To Fly

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Sometimes I dream that I can fly.
I lift and flap my arms just so,
And soon I'm soaring to the sky.
Graceful like a bird I go.

Sometimes I dream that I can fly.
I lift and flap my arms just so,
And soon I'm soaring to the sky.
Graceful like a bird I go.

I find a fluffy cotton cloud
And catch myself a comfy ride.
I cannot hear a single sound,
As slowly through the air I glide.

My silky cloud floats with the breeze,
Through the bluest sky.
Just like a sailboat on the sea,
With seagulls swooping by.

I look upon the streets below
And spy my friends at play.
I dive and dip and twirl around,
As they watch in awe and wave.

I feel so giddy, light and free,
The sun so warm and bright.
I think that I shall fly all day,
And catch a star at night.

But then the wind begins to blow,
And the clouds turn angry gray.
They growl and rumble as they go,
And chase the birds away.

And though it's fun to touch the sky,
I start to feel alone.
I don't feel welcome anymore,
I think perhaps I should go home.

So I lift my arms and tuck my head,
And drift back to the ground.
And when my feet are back on earth,
The rain comes pouring down.

Indeed I had the grandest time,
Up in the boundless sky.
But it's really much too lonely there
To live in all the time.

And though my friends looked up to me
And my heroic flying feats,
It seemed they liked me just as much
When I stood on my two feet.

So I'll do my flying in my dreams,
Where it's all just make believe.
And in real life, I'll stay right here,
Where I'm loved just being me.
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A Child's Goodnight
- By Richard Thomas
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2018 with permission of the Author.
I'm retired and live in southern Pennsylvania, USA, midway between the Amish farms of Lancaster County and the Gettysburg battlefield. When I was teaching in middle school, I noticed that most poems in the textbooks were free verse. As a boy I had enjoyed the cadenced rhymes of Poe, Kipling, Whittier, etc., so I began to write rhymed, metered poems for my students. This is one of them. Its stanzas have an 8-6-8-6 syllable pattern and iambic meter.

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At night the sun lies down for sleep
And crickets sing a tune.
The bullfrogs croak and creatures creep
Beneath the watching moon.

At night the sun lies down for sleep
And crickets sing a tune.
The bullfrogs croak and creatures creep
Beneath the watching moon.

The masked raccoons and possums prowl
Through meadows moist with dew.
The fireflies flash, coyotes howl,
And owls keep asking, "Who?"

At night our school is still and dark
And evening stars arrive.
And marble statues in the park
Appear to come alive.

Our nation's flag's been taken down
And city streets are bare.
Awakened bats soar over town
As nightmares children scare.

At night I hear my father snore
And baby brother cry
As shadows slide across the floor
And trucks go rumbling by.

I hear a siren's urgent squeal
While I lie safe in bed.
My hamster racing on its wheel
And raindrops overhead.

At night I hear the floorboards creak
And neighbor's car meow.
I feel my pillow press my cheek
And night air cool my brow.

I think about the recent past
And plan the coming day
Until I fall asleep at last
And dream the night away.
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Grandad Can't See His Feet
- By Graham Craven
- Published by Family Friend Poems April 2019 with permission of the Author.
Have you ever stood in the shower, looked down and been unable to see your feet without leaning forward? No, neither have I!

Funny Poem About Grandad Getting Fat

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Granddad's got new glasses,
But he still can't see his feet.
No, his eyes are not the problem.
It's the amount of food he eats.

Granddad's got new glasses,
But he still can't see his feet.
No, his eyes are not the problem.
It's the amount of food he eats.

People often stop and ask,
"Is his belly real,
Or did he eat a basketball
With last night's evening meal?"

One day he'll surely pop
And Gran will go berserk. She'll say,
"See what you've done, you greedy old fool,
Making me more work."

Granddad will simply laugh and say,
"Now look, my turtle dove,
If I keep getting bigger,
There'll be more of me to love."

He calls himself the perfect man,
"Every Grandma's dream,"
Then a smirk spreads across his face
Like the cat that got the cream.

Granddad may be extra large,
But he's a sweet and lovely guy,
The heavyweight champion of the world,
And the toffee apple of my eye.
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The Land Of Nod
- By Robert Louis Stevenson
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This poem captures the uniqueness of dreaming. At night, we are given a chance to escape from our reality and be present in an entirely different world. Even though it feels real, it cannot be fully explained or located outside of sleep.

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From breakfast on through all the day
At home among my friends I stay,
But every night I go abroad
Afar into the land of Nod.

From breakfast on through all the day
At home among my friends I stay,
But every night I go abroad
Afar into the land of Nod.
All by myself I have to go,
With none to tell me what to do–
All alone beside the streams
And up the mountain-sides of dreams.
The strangest things are these for me,
Both things to eat and things to see,
And many frightening sights abroad
Till morning in the land of Nod.
Try as I like to find the way,
I never can get back by day,
Nor can remember plain and clear
The curious music that I hear.
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I'd Love To Be A Fairy's Child
- By Robert Graves
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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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Morning Prayer
- By Ogden Nash
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Ogden Nash was an American poet who lived from 1902-1971 and was known for his light verse. This poem captures the honesty of a child who has a difficult time behaving during the day. It’s much easier when he’s sleeping. It’s a reminder to all of us to look for new opportunities presented each day.

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Now another day is breaking,
Sleep was sweet and so is waking.
Dear Lord, I promised you last night
Never again to sulk or fight.

Now another day is breaking,
Sleep was sweet and so is waking.
Dear Lord, I promised you last night
Never again to sulk or fight.
Such vows are easier to keep
When a child is sound asleep.
Today, O Lord, for your dear sake,
I'll try to keep them when awake.
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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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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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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?

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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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Little Boy Blue
- By Darren Sardelli
- Published by Family Friend Poems May 2014 with permission of the Author.
Funny Poem About Sneezing During A Read Aloud

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Please cover your nose.
You sneezed on Miss Muffet
and ruined her clothes.
You sprayed Mother Hubbard

Please cover your nose.
You sneezed on Miss Muffet
and ruined her clothes.
You sprayed Mother Hubbard
and now she is sick.
You put out the fire
on Jack's candle stick.
Your sneeze is the reason
why Humpty fell down.
You drenched Yankee Doodle
when he came to town.
The blind mice are angry!
The sheep are upset!
From now on, use a tissue
so no one gets wet!
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Friends
- By Abbie Farwell Brown
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Abbie Farwell Brown was an American author who lived from 1871-1927. While attending the Girls' Latin School, she created a school newspaper, The Jabberwock, which is still being published today. In the poem "Friends," Brown shares that even things in nature can be children's friends, giving them comfort whenever they fear.

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How good to lie a little while
And look up through the tree!
The Sky is like a kind big smile
Bent sweetly over me.

How good to lie a little while
And look up through the tree!
The Sky is like a kind big smile
Bent sweetly over me.

The Sunshine flickers through the lace
Of leaves above my head,
And kisses me upon the face
Like Mother, before bed.

The Wind comes stealing o'er the grass
To whisper pretty things;
And though I cannot see him pass,
I feel his careful wings.

So many gentle Friends are near
Whom one can scarcely see,
A child should never feel a fear,
Wherever he may be.
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My Shadow
- By Robert Louis Stevenson
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A child tries to understand the concept of his shadow. He finds it to be a silly companion who doesn’t seem to understand how it ought to act.

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I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
The funniest things about him is the way he likes to grow-
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India rubber ball,
And he sometimes gets so little that there's none of him at all.
He hasn't got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close beside me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
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One Kind Word
- By Fiona Halliday
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2021 with permission of the Author.
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One kind word can change a thought,
It can change an opinion,
Change a mind.

One kind word can change a thought,
It can change an opinion,
Change a mind.

One kind word can offer hope,
It can give happiness,
Change an experience.

One kind word can bring growth,
It can give someone strength,
Change a day.

One kind word can make a difference,
It can show someone cares,
Change a life.

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If I Were King
- By A. A. Milne
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“If I Were King” is about a child dreaming of all the things he would do if he were the king. He would run the world differently than other kings by focusing on enjoyment. A.A. Milne started his writing career by writing funny articles for various magazines.

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I often wish I were a King,
And then I could do anything.

If only I were King of Spain,

I often wish I were a King,
And then I could do anything.

If only I were King of Spain,
I'd take my hat off in the rain.

If only I were King of France,
I wouldn't brush my hair for aunts.

I think, if I were King of Greece,
I'd push things off the mantelpiece.

If I were King of Norroway,
I'd ask an elephant to stay.

If I were King of Babylon,
I'd leave my button gloves undone.

If I were King of Timbuctoo,
I'd think of lovely things to do.

If I were King of anything,
I'd tell the soldiers, "I'm the King!"
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Boys
- By Jac Judy A. Campbell
- Published by Family Friend Poems January 2018 with permission of the Author.
When I wrote this poem I had three daughters, no sons, but I had five grandsons. So true to facts, the words in this poem are some life tales and adventures. Then later, joy, joy, I had a granddaughter, then eventually two more grandsons.

Poem About The Adventures Of Little Boys

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Bullseyes and targets, marbles and darts.
Little green bugs and bicycle parts.
Frogs in their pockets, worms in their shirt.
A boy is a boy for all he is worth.

Bullseyes and targets, marbles and darts.
Little green bugs and bicycle parts.
Frogs in their pockets, worms in their shirt.
A boy is a boy for all he is worth.

Cowboys and Indians, Gene Autry boots.
Guns in their holsters that are sure to shoot.
Big mud puddles, rocks in their shoes,
A chip on their shoulder, a black eye or two.

Little red wagon, scraped up chins,
Scuffed up pants, and old tin cans.
A laugh, a holler, a tear, a shout.
Into mischief but truly a scout.

Old clubhouses, flying a kite,
Up a tree, a fall on the bike.
Skinned up knees, bruises, and cuts.
A boy is a boy when his dukes are up

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Never Say That Word
- By Kevin T. Pearson
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2020 with permission of the Author.
Tired of all the hate in the world. I hope the next generation will remove this word from their vocabulary.

Don't Use The Word Hate

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It is a small word
with a big bite,
the worst ever heard;
it is just not polite.

It is a small word
with a big bite,
the worst ever heard;
it is just not polite.

If you could hold it,
it would feel like a ton.
Beware not to use it;
it hurts, even in fun.

It never feels nice.
It should never be heard.
Please take my advice
and use another word.

You know how it feels
when someone says it to you.
It takes forever to heal,
even though it's not true.

You must not forget.
Never make that mistake.
You will live with regret
if you use the word HATE.
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Poems For Primary Elementary Students (Grades K-3) - Page 2

The poem is about a little girl who is asked what she wants to be when she grows up. She answers with things like, "I want to be a Princess," knowing nobody can stop her from following her dreams.

When I was a kid and it was foggy, it always reminded me of an endless sea, and I fantasized about going on all kinds of adventures...

In this poem, A.A. Milne (1882-1956), the creator of Winnie the Pooh, shows that having a friend by your side provides strength and courage. It also removes the fear we experience when we are alone. This is a narrative poem that tells a story.

I wrote about a child who dreams of flying but in the end finds out it's not all they thought it would be.

Have you ever stood in the shower, looked down and been unable to see your feet without leaning forward? No, neither have I!

This poem captures the uniqueness of dreaming. At night, we are given a chance to escape from our reality and be present in an entirely different world. Even though it feels real, it cannot be fully explained or located outside of sleep.

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.

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?

A child tries to understand the concept of his shadow. He finds it to be a silly companion who doesn’t seem to understand how it ought to act.

“If I Were King” is about a child dreaming of all the things he would do if he were the king. He would run the world differently than other kings by focusing on enjoyment. A.A. Milne started his writing career by writing funny articles for various magazines.

When I wrote this poem I had three daughters, no sons, but I had five grandsons. So true to facts, the words in this poem are some life tales and adventures. Then later, joy, joy, I had a granddaughter, then eventually two more grandsons.

Tired of all the hate in the world. I hope the next generation will remove this word from their vocabulary.