I guess that I can hold you
one more time before you grow
and tell you that I love you
so that you will always know.
Growing Up Poems
Poems about Teenagers Coming of Age
Growing up is hard to do. The challenges that a child must deal with throughout the life cycle are overwhelming. Children must deal with physical, emotional and psychological changes as they grow. There is no manual for growing up. In western society there are so many options given to children that they often feel confused and lost. We are not doing our children a favor if we do not provide guidance to them. Parents are there to help children navigate this confusing world. Let us not shirk in our duties.
Poetry about Children Going Through Adolescence
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Dad's Wish To Savor Childhood
I guess that I can hold youFeatured Shared Story
I think this is one of the coolest ways to express a dad's love. It's not expressed in the same monotonous lament where some will cry for and some will not. This poem will definitely make any...
Comfort From A Teddy Bear
You were always there to protect me
through the dark and cold of night.
I would hold you close beside me
and squeeze you in so close, so tight.Featured Shared Story
This poem linked with my current phase. A teddy bear is a non-living thing, but when I start telling him my daily stuff, it seems that he listens and the solution to my worries is the big...
Memories Of Childhood
of days so long in the past
when I wished I would grow up so fast.
Featured Shared Story
The childhood of a person might be a mixture of both pleasant and unpleasant memories. Mine is dominated by unpleasant memories, but I love to read and listen to the pleasant experiences of...
Mother To Son Poem, The Day You Were Born
The day you were born,
you touched my soul.
You were the missing link,
that made my life whole....Featured Shared Story
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....
With red hair, freckles & a peanut butter face,
He looks at his mama with wonder & wait.
Those brown eyes a shining & looking so bright.
Just waiting for her to say ok go outside....Featured Shared Story
As a mother of three grown children, I identified with the writer.
It is such a bittersweet joy to watch your children run, play and imagine as they play.
Unaware that there are people...
Remembering Summer Days With Son
Alone in my new garden where the swing set used to be,
I sat and tilled the fertile ground, preparing it for seed.
The patchy grass that used to grow between young feet at play,
Alas, to my new pastime in the dirt, had given way.Featured Shared Story
This is sooo heartfelt. It takes me back to my days of raising my children. It's a good thing we have the memories, as that's the only way we can capture all the good days we had with our...
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