Poems for Kids

Poems for Kids

Poetry for children: Our large assortment of poems for children include evergreen classics as well as new poems on a variety of themes. You will find original juvenile poetry about trees, animals, parties, school, friendship and many more subjects. We have short poems, long poems, funny poems, inspirational poems, poems about environment, poems you can recite

Cypress Street

Lamppost Street: Cypress Street - A poem for kids
I took a stroll down Cypress Street The hot sidewalk beneath my feet. The one thing that stood out the most Where trees once stood there were lamppost. I’d never seen so much concrete No Cypress left on Cypress Street. According to my Great Aunt Gem There used to be a lot of them. They cut them down. They took their wood A treeless street is plum no...

The Potter

The Potter
The summer sun smiles a scorching smile The smile sends shivers through the stoutest hearts A summer smile is reason to sweat But the potter’s back with his cool lifeline! Earthen pots of every size Are piled under a tarpaulin sky Waiting to find new homes And soothe thirsty throats! Their water has a magical taste - The sweet smell of wet earth Or soil that comes alive after The first...

Count that Day Lost

Count that Day Lost
If you sit down at set of sun And count the acts that you have done, And, counting, find One self-denying deed, one word That eased the heart of him who heard, One glance most kind That fell like sunshine where it went - Then you may count that day well spent But if, though all the livelong day, You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay - If,...

My Dream (A Vision Of Peace)

Children of America and Japan speak in the same voice of peace
Where the mountains touch the sky Where poets DREAM, where eagles fly A secret place above the crowd Just beneath a silver-lined cloud. Lift your eyes to a snowy peak And see the soon-to-be we seek Whisper DREAMS and let them rise To the mountains old and wise. Climbers climb, it's time to try Where the mountains touch the sky Take me there. Oh take me now... Someway, Someday, Somewhere,...

Young Poets

Young Poets
Todd-Michael St. Pierre writes poems, songs and plays for children. He is a storyteller at schools throughout the southern United States. Among his published works are 'Somewhere: As Told By Garrett The Parrot' and 'The Louisiana State Bird Beauty Pageant'. 'Young Poets' is part of a collection, 'A Treehouse On The Moon', to be published soon, along with other...

Treehuggers

Treehuggers
Children of the fragile forest gather around Where bird song seems to be the loudest sound A place called Summer, green as you could please A place where we all proudly hug the trees. Hug trees for the walnuts and sweet apples For the shade above small country chapels For giving squirrel and crow a place to live For the priceless gift of oxygen they give. Follow...

Jumbo House

Jumbo House
Quick, quick, quick Lay a brick, brick, brick Make it stick stick stick. You know whose house it is? Of Jumbo the kid, kid, kid That’s why it’s so big, big, big. Do you know what will happen IF even one brick comes loose - and Jumbo trips on that brick? Jumbo will take apart every brick, brick, brick He’ll make it quick, quick, quick! So, no trick, trick, trick Let’s lay...

The Pigeon Party

They splashed In the pool
Twenty noisy pigeons Had a party last night The last egg Had hatched The youngest one Was OUT! They rocked on the TV wires looked the kitten In the eye They splashed In the pool - the kitten’s water bowl And then they had a contest - Who showers more droppings On the clothesline It must have been a good party Many must have won For the clothes were splattered With the proof of the fun!

The Jungle

Far away in the jungles where the green grass grows, lived families of mynas their nest in rows. They were friends and foes who played and fought for fun. But when it came to the enemy they stood together as one. One morning they were surprised a strange creature there to find. Loud, noisy with strange scary ways a being like that...seemed a ferocious kind. Eager to befriend the new an excited...

Kappu has a Bath

Kappu maharaj sat in a tub Splashing water left, right and above Papa sat rubbing his legs While Mama poured water on the head. Together they wrapped Their baby in a towel One dried his hair And the other gave him a massage.