childrens poetry

Nostalgia-inducing poetry inspired by our earliest favorites; from Dr. Seuss to Mother Goose, children’s poetry is all grown up.

Through My Broken Heart, A Perfect Love Will Start, A Father and Son, Forever Together and Never Apart.
Through My Broken Heart, A Perfect Love Will Start, A Father and Son, Forever Together and Never Apart. For My oldest and My Youngest Sons,
By Nicole Poston3 years ago in Poets
Egoholic
Where do we go When everyone is drunk On their own ego Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
S.O.U.P.
Sleeping on unanswered prayers There’s hope at the death of light So we pray for night to open our sight To our plight Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Beneath the Willow's Embrace
In a tranquil realm where nature's symphony plays, A little boy named Ethan dwells, lost in his thoughtful gaze. Beside the lake's serene embrace, where willows gently sway,
By Ivan Islam3 years ago in Poets
Winter's Embrace: A Christmas Symphony of Transformation
In the heart of a city cloaked in winter's frost, where the twinkling lights adorned the streets like scattered stardust, there lived a small boy named Oliver. His days were spent in the cold embrace of loneliness, his heart warmed only by the flickering hope that danced within the glow of Christmas lights.
By GabbarGod Gaming (Aditya)3 years ago in Poets
Mercies Upon Our Home
'An elf on the shelf!' my children all moan, 'We want an elf on the shelf of our own!' 'I spoke to Santa and made it real clear,
By Karyn Savage3 years ago in Poets
Friends?
A melancholic frolic That’s what we’re here for They act like you’re important They act like they like you So long as you fit their image of you
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
As Soft As
Your skin is so soft, there is nothing to compare it to. That’s why they say “soft as a baby’s bottom”— Comparing you to yourself is all I can do.
By Alana S. Leonard3 years ago in Poets
Echoes of School Days
In the halls where laughter and learning combined, Memories of school, forever enshrined. Lessons taught in classrooms, wisdom's embrace,
By Spark to Shine3 years ago in Poets
Childhood
that change in my day! that changed my way! It's when innocent waves of laughter were born Giggles echoed in the afternoons
By Karun 3 years ago in Poets
Smooth
In the realm of gentle grace, where touch meets silk, A symphony of softness, a whisper of milk. Smooth, the river's dance on polished stone,
By ARTIST3 years ago in Poets
Untitled
Untitled (for a child) I. Early morning outside. The air is still and quiet, the birds just waking. Their lilting voices gathering to greet the new day.
By Jill Harper-Judd3 years ago in Poets