1. The Children's Hour
Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day's occupations,
That is known as the Children's Hour.
Children are the ultimate gift to two people who love each other and the ultimate inconvenience to parents that don't. There is no bigger responsibility, and yet a relationship with a child can bear the greatest rewards. Children intuitively know when they are wanted and when they are not. The way that they raised from the cradle will affect the people they will become. There is a famous saying that children spell love T I M E. There may be many compelling reasons why you cannot be with your children but none of them can replace time. It is gone forever.
Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day's occupations,
That is known as the Children's Hour.
Beautifully written...loved every word of it. So pure and wonderful!
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Most every night when they're in bed,
And both their little prayers have said,
They shout for me to come upstairs
And tell them tales of gypsies bold,
Grandpa sat with cigar at his side (rarely in his mouth), his bushy gray eyebrows and mustache crouched in intense concentration, a chess piece or book in hand in most of my memories. But...
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What can you give to one small girl?
A diamond ring, a baton to twirl?
A pretty pink dress with lots of bows,
or dainty sandals that show her toes?
The poem has touched very much. The poet has nicely and successfully narrated her feeling toward a child who needs nothing but love. I appreciate the poet and hope to get more poems of this...
Lord, help me be the Mother
You've chosen me to be,
One parent with a loving heart,
The mother of my three.
When you see a smiling face,
Their happiness all over the place,
Singing, laughing, cries of glee,
Come, they say, play with me.
Reading the poem just reminded me that I cannot be a disciplinarian with my 12 year old all the times. I need to understand his aptitude and attitude towards life.
This child of mine you stare at so,
Please come closer so you will know
Just who my child is and what I see
when those sweet eyes stare back at me
This is an amazing poem!! It touched my heart and soul. I have a 5-year-old son. He is the brightest light in my life. He was diagnosed with Cerebral Palsy when he was 14 months old. It was...
If I could, I would remove all your fears
If I could, I would remove all your tears
If I could, I would make life painless
If I could, I would give you all your courage
Let kids be kids; just let them be
Princesses, pirates; let the bath be the sea!
Let them stare at the sky and find animals in the clouds.
Wow! A truly amazing poem with a beautiful message for parents. Childhood is a special period with so much joy, innocence and wonder. It is a delightful stage. Besides, so much good can be...
Sticky fingers, tangled hair,
scattered crayons everywhere.
Fancy artwork on the wall
drawn by little ones three feet tall.
I love it. Exactly what my children do every single day.
A gardener, if he's very wise,
When it is planting season,
Will always use the best of seeds.
It only stands to reason.
I see you looking at your children,
Wondering what their lives will be.
If you verify some answers
Then their future you might see.
I loved this poem. The list of things that should be given to our children to have an amazing journey through this life, it's all here! This poem contains so much wisdom! Beautifully written....
The day you were born,
you touched my soul.
You were the missing link
that made my life whole.
This is a beautiful poem. I'm the mom of 3. I have two grown daughters. They light up my world like they did when they were young. I'm blessed to have a grand-boy that I'm extremely close to....
A mother's heart is the key,
The key to success.
A mother's heart is a ribbon
That ties your future together.
How beautiful you are! I wouldn't be happy without you, Mom. Oh Mom, I will never forget you!
Your children are not your children
They are the sons and daughters of life's longing for itself
They come through you but not from you
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you
When the voices of children are heard on the green,
And laughing is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast,
And everything else is still.
It's so great. I read this poem when I was in 7th grade. I love it so much.
Giggles, squeals and ticklish heels.
Tantrums, sighs and watery eyes.
A big gummy grin and wet sloppy kiss,
A frustrated grumble and clenched little fists.
Our children are here to stay
But our babies are not, I'm sorry to say
They grow and learn every day
In the most remarkable and intriguing way
Yes it has very much so because I lost my 17 year old baby in march 2009 and it was like losing my heart and soul, my own life.
I write this letter to my unborn child from the depths of my soul.
You've entered my womb and made my life complete and whole.
I never thought I would be chosen for such an awesome task.
It is a greater blessing than what I ever could ask.
Wow what a beautiful poem. I already have a son with my ex hubby and things have been an uphill battle for us since me and his dad separated. He wrote us off and left me to fend for our...
I received a gift on that faithful day
Of which I know I could never repay,
Just as God came down to say
He just gave one of his Angels away.
I am too a pampered daughter and I loved reading your poem, it touched my heart. Thanks for sharing
The two of you will never know
How much my love has grown
To be blessed by two
When others have so few.