childrens poetry
Nostalgia-inducing poetry inspired by our earliest favorites; from Dr. Seuss to Mother Goose, children’s poetry is all grown up.
Purpose, a Guiding Star
In the tapestry of life's grand design, There lies a thread, a purpose divine, A beacon that guides our wandering souls, To find our place, to make us whole. Like a compass in the darkest night, Purpose leads us to our inner light, A calling that ignites our very core, A mission that's worth living for. Sometimes obscured, yet never gone, Purpose beckons us to carry on, Through trials and doubts that may arise, It whispers softly, "Seek the skies." With each step taken, a path unfolds, A journey paved with stories untold, In the pursuit of what sets us alight, Our purpose blossoms, taking flight. Purpose lends strength in times of strife, A wellspring of hope that revives life, It weaves connections, hearts entwine, Uniting dreams with a grand design. Not just a destination, but a way, Purpose compels us to seize the day, To embrace our gifts, our talents share, To make a difference, to show we care. Through highs and lows, it stands the test, An unwavering guide to give our best, With purpose found, we learn to cope, And find fulfillment, love, and hope. So, in the quest to uncover your own, Let your heart listen, your soul be known, For within you lies a purpose bright, A star to follow, a guiding light.
By Samanta L. Burey3 years ago in Poets
Happiness
In the garden of the heart, happiness blooms, A fragrant flower in life's vast rooms, Its petals, like laughter, unfurl and spread, Filling every corner, where joy is led. With colors vibrant, it paints the soul, A tapestry of emotions that make us whole, Like sunshine after rain, it warms the core, A gentle breeze that whispers, "There is more." Happiness is a melody, sweet and clear, A symphony of moments we hold dear, In laughter's embrace, worries dissolve, And life's burdens find a quick resolve. It dances with hope in a playful rhyme, A rhythm that transcends the bounds of time, In the sparkle of eyes, it finds its way, Guiding us through night into the day. Happiness, a beacon through darkest hours, An inner light that ignites the powers, To conquer fears and face the unknown, To turn seeds of doubt into seeds of sown. In simple joys, it takes its form, A child's laughter, a love reborn, Within a hug, a touch so tender, Happiness blooms, a love defender. It resides not only in grand affairs, But in life's smallest joys it shares, A warm embrace, a tender kiss, In life's embrace, it finds its bliss. So seek not far, for happiness lies, In little moments and in the skies, In every beat of a grateful heart, In every smile, it leaves its art. Embrace the gift of happiness bright, For in its glow, life takes flight, A treasure found, a precious glow, Forever in our hearts, it will bestow.
By Samanta L. Burey3 years ago in Poets
"A Symphony of Life". Content Warning.
In the golden rays of the morning sun, A tapestry of life, a tale begun. Whispers of wind through trees do call, Nature's chorus, a dance for all. The river weaves its way through land, Gently caressing the shifting sand.
By muhammad ilyas haider3 years ago in Poets
