Can I Carry You?
One Last Time
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
Growing Up Can Be Hard For Kids, Teens And Parents
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 as They Grow Into Adults
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Latest 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...
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Though You Are Grown
I remember years ago,
you were so little then.
Sometimes,
I can't help but wish,...Latest Shared StoryI absolutely love this poem. It is just a spot on and every line touches the heart.
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Red Hair And Freckles
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 StoryAs 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... -
Open Arms
Mother To Son PoemThe day you were born,
you touched my soul.
You were the missing link,
that made my life whole....
Latest Shared StoryAwe, 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.
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A Mother's Question
Poem About Feelings After Daughter Left For CollegeHow do I close the door to this space?
With my eyes filled with tears, my arms haven't the strength.
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A New Beginning
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 StoryYes it touches to my heart.
As we are the parents who do this for our children to make them strongest on earth. -
Golden Days
Precious Childhood DaysThose were the days...
When I used to get up late,
Never cared about the day and date. -
Inside
Bottled up inside
Are the things I never said,
The feelings that I hide,
The lines you never read...
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A Day In June
Remembering Summer Days With SonAlone 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 StoryThis 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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Suddenly With The Blink Of An Eye
The sun was brilliantly shining
it was a picture of a day,
when I starred outside my window
and watched my son at play....
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