Poems About: CHILDHOOD

The child Abuse survivors
Wished that they could have their childhood lives again
But their childhood lives are over
And they were abused by their mothers and fathers read more »

For more than people have,
and when you do.
My Childhood pulse is you. read more »

Where do we start, where do we stop
putting together divine words of sincerity
for a man of integrity, intelligent, witty,
admired by his peers, family and friends. read more »

Childhood is the loveliest period of life.
It is full of mother's love, father's pamper and teacher's blessings.
Unaware of the worldly problems.
No tension and no worries, freedom everywhere. read more »

The fourteenth of December every year
Every year like this day the memory knocks the doors of my bleeding pain
A grief melted with craving nostalgic. Memories come together for mourning
They all hug each other every year read more »

Silently sitting, brooding within, thinking of the past a little bit, missing my Mom and knowing soon that I'll miss my Dad.
Childhood has a way of sneaking away from life when we're not looking.
Passing through the years not noticing as it silently disappears from sight.
There are no advertisements as we live through childhood, we enjoy it the best we can and continue to grow and mature. read more »

She wrote about our mother and it took me far away
And many, many years in time back home to Claraghatlea
And as I read her letter I fought to choke the tears
For Millstreet, Cork and Ireland and happy childhood years. read more »

Familiar smiles....some known faces
Childhood memories...long summer races

A yellow little bird... its tune I knew read more »

Your Childhood is a thought away
You think it would never see the light of day. Your childhood is a heart beat away.

Then you close your eyes, the thought comes clearly to your suprise. It brings a smile apon your face, the sun shining bright in the sky not a thought of a cloud. read more »

when u once lived here
life was so much different
life was fun and kewl
life was always an adventure for me & u read more »

A thief take away my childhood.
He suck my childhood from me,
Slowly, slowly, quietly, quietly.
Every day when I was playing. read more »

We feel the boredom of childhood life,
Feeling the pain of today, we may;
Where we must fight with all our might,
To survive and live a long gainful day. read more »