These are my two drops of rain
Waiting on the window-pane.
I am waiting here to see
Famous Children Poems - Page 2
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These are my two drops of rainFeatured Shared Story
Everyone has had a raindrop race at one time or another. The best was slushy snow. I thought this poem was brilliant.
Underneath my outside face
There's a face that none can see.
A little less smiley,
A little less sure,Featured Shared Story
The expectations others place on us are a structure. They can be confining like a prison or uplifting like a scaffold - sometimes both. You can rebel against 'em, using them as a springboard...
What is pink? A rose is pink
By the fountain's brink.
What is red? A poppy's red
In its barley bed.Featured Shared Story
This was a poem I learned at school in my elocution lessons in the early 1960s. It was recited at the end of term and if deserved, a certificate was awarded. The Covid-19 outbreak means I am...
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,Featured Shared Story
What a delight to picture the scene this poem frames. A family whose children are cherished and parents mature in their love. Thank you for posting.
Where did you get such a dirty face,
My darling dirty-faced child?
I got it from crawling along in the dirt
And biting two buttons off Jeremy's shirt.Featured Shared Story
So cute!! Like the spaghetti, chocolate, ice-cream. It's the kids that get the dirtiest, that have the most fun. It's a lifetime of adventure and silliness that they will remember forever....
The other night 'bout two o'clock, or maybe it was three,
An elephant with shining tusks came chasing after me.
His trunk was wavin' in the air an' spoutin' jets of steam
An' he was out to eat me up, but still I didn't screamFeatured Shared Story
This is truly a great poem describing the vivid imagination of children, and it does seem that children have an even deeper imagination when it comes to bedtime! I think this is a great poem...
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!Featured Shared Story
I think this poem is a wonderful way to express how the feeling of being alive and in control of ones' emotions as a child. It opens up a brand-new vision as to how this sensation feels as a...
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.Featured Shared Story
It's a simple yet great poem. We cannot ignore the importance of sleeping and dreaming. Dream big and try hard to achieve it.
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