Poems About: CHILDHOOD
Poems on / about :
- alone
- america
- angel
- anger
- april
- baby
- ballad
- beach
- beautiful
- beauty
- believe
- birth
- brother
- butterfly
- car
- carpe diem
- change
- chicago
- childhood
- children
- cinderella
- city
- courage
- crazy
- dance
- dark
- daughter
- death
- depression
- despair
- dream
- family
- fate
- father
- fear
- fire
- food
- football
- freedom
- friend
- frog
- funeral
- funny
- future
- girl
- god
- graduation
- greed
- grief
- haiku
- hair
- happiness
- happy
- hate
- heart
- heaven
- hero
- home
- hope
- house
- husband
- identity
- innocence
- january
- joy
- june
- justice
- kiss
- laughter
- life
- lonely
- loss
- lost
- love
- lust
- marriage
- memory
- mirror
- money
- moon
- mother
- murder
- music
- nature
- night
- ocean
- ode
- paris
- passion
- peace
- people
- pink
- poem
- poetry
- poverty
- power
- pride
- racism
- rain
- rainbow
- red
- remember
- respect
- river
- romance
- romantic
- rose
- running
- school
- sea
- sick
- silver
- sister
- sky
- sleep
- snake
- soldier
- sometimes
- song
- sonnet
- sorrow
- spring
- star
- success
- suicide
- summer
- sun
- swimming
- sympathy
- teacher
- thanks
- time
- together
- travel
- trust
- truth
- war
- warning
- water
- wedding
- winter
- woman
- work
- world
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337.after childhood
Childhood is another country
from whose bourns no man returns,
knowing little of the wintry
region of old age it spurns. read more »gershon hepner -
338.Old Madge
Old Madge who is in her late eighties is suffering from failing sight
But her memory it is flawless and she remains lucid and bright
She has vivid memories of her childhood which she feels happy to recall
I've had a good life she will tell you but my childhood years were best of all, read more »Francis Duggan -
339.En Otro Lado
Best friends from when we were young
still here with us today
can be possibly the best reminder of who we were
irregardless of if we’ve put that person away. read more »Chris Weersing -
340.Antique Haircut
Filthy lies are unstoppable from
The holes in my flesh,
The decanters of weevils turning around
Like the striped sign in a barber’s shop- read more »Bret R. Crabrooke -
341.Robbed From Childhood
One day
I just couldn't take it
The days always felt the same read more »Maura Sánchez -
342.' A Child Needs.........'
We are products of our environment it is said
and from birth through life we are variously led
From infancy to childhood others are in charge
When you are little, others seem rather large. read more »Mel (Carmela) Patterson -
343.Lagos Bar Beach
Fear pedal my heels to absconder
Slow down by the angry teeth of ocean grit
Crab, lobster, clam are no more here
They said to be hidden by the goddess read more »Abiodun Adekoya -
344.A Memory Of Destroyed Beauty
It was the Cork County Council i remember
Who cut the small wood by our house away
They did it for the purpose of road widening
But what a barren mess it looks today. read more »Francis Duggan -
345.When We Lived In Lang Lang 'For Ed'
I often think about my childhood day
Long before they built the South Gippsland highway
On gum tree by our house old magpie sang
As shades of night went creeping o'er Lang Lang. read more »Francis Duggan -
346.Hoofbeats
Sometimes I find myself alookin’
Through the years, a backward glance,
And I see the friends of childhood
From the years now gone before. read more »Wildwood Slim -
347.What Happened To His Village
He was born just a short distance from Adelaide
And he could see the sea from his back door
And in his young days there were not many houses
But the years have brought great change to Semaphore. read more »Francis Duggan -
348.Riposte
Come back to me my days of
Past,
In your arms my life would last,
No knowledge is divine but ignorance, read more »Seema Aarella