Poems about Childhood poems

I missed out on having a childhoodwent from a little girl to womanhood. I think the way my parents raised their childrenwas only the best of what they're parents could. I always felt like their C

I become stronger when I am in her presenceFor even she knows that she is my quintessenceI watch her sleep trying to unveil her identityAs those pretty coloured eyes open to greet meA smile forms

Come on people moveFor childhood is callingtime to get up and groovethere is no time for stallingEnjoy the warm sunny dayand chase all of your blues awaythis is a day that is so enthrallinglis

Some call it checkers, I call it draughts.Don't play with meIf you think it's just a gameAnd you don't mind losing.I play a mean game. I play to win.Old Peter Salaveros taught meWhen I was a bo

things don't die or remain damaged but return: stumps grow back hands, a head reconnects to a neck, a whole corpse rises blushing and newly elastic. Later this vision is not True: the grandmother

Childhood...Childhood...Childhood...C hildhood...everyone will always remember therepast times..we share them with ourfriends and familyI sometimes wish im still in my childhood yearit was

Isn't it enough for me to be a blossom of humanity to breath the beauty that is meant for a being standing all alone in the rain of sorrow walking all alone in the breeze of sighs waiting all alon

An open space, pitted with ditches, Jagged places, filled with debris.We were warned not to play thereBut what child could resist it? There we built palacesFrom which princesses were rescued; P

Childhood is not a real hood.Author: Mr. Bean

I am a lot wiser now than in my childhoodBecause in my childhood I always wanted my wayAnd sometimes in my childhood I used to get my wayAuthor: Aldo Kraas

How we loved them.In an otherwise grey worldThese blinkered, patient creaturesGave us such delight as Massive, sinewy strong, they pulled the cartsPiled high with metal partsOver the cobbled str

White and fluffy, sailing through the skyImages of our childhood dreamsA fiery dragon, a pirate shipAn angel with gossamer wingsUnicorns dancing, horses flyingCotton candy, so sweet and funA sh