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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One Last Time
I guess that I can hold youLatest Shared Story
This poem was very touching! I just cannot stop crying. I really miss the days when I was little. Now I feel that my parents do not want to listen or to talk to me. I wished I still thought...
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....Latest 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...
Mother To Son Poem
The day you were born,
you touched my soul.
You were the missing link,
that made my life whole....Latest Shared Story
Awe, this touched me so much. My children were my life, and they are gone now. I have only 1 son now. Please pray for me and my children. This made me cry.
Metaphor For A Child Growing Up
A little egg under her mother's wings.
Yet to be born into the world of things.
A crack and a pop out she came.Latest Shared Story
Yes it touches to my heart.
As we are the parents who do this for our children to make them strongest on earth.
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.Latest 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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