Top 100 Poems About: CHILDHOOD


In this page, poems on / about “childhood” are listed.
  • 1.
    Out, Out

    The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard
    And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,
    Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.
    And from there those that lifted eyes could count read more »

    Robert Frost
  • 2.
    Birches

    When I see birches bend to left and right
    Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
    I like to think some boy's been swinging them.
    But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay. read more »

    Robert Frost
  • 3.
    The Schoolboy

    I love to rise in a summer morn
    When the birds sing on every tree;
    The distant huntsman winds his horn,
    And the skylark sings with me. read more »

    William Blake
  • 4.
    A Child Asleep

    How he sleepeth! having drunken
    Weary childhood's mandragore,
    From his pretty eyes have sunken
    Pleasures, to make room for more- - read more »

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  • 5.
    The Swing

    How do you like to go up in a swing,
    Up in the air so blue?
    Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
    Ever a child can do! read more »

    Robert Louis Stevenson
  • 6.
    The Children's Hour

    Between the dark and the daylight,
    When the night is beginning to lower,
    Comes a pause in the day's occupations,
    That is known as the Children's Hour. read more »

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • 7.
    We are Seven

    --------A Simple Child,
    That lightly draws its breath,
    And feels its life in every limb,
    What should it know of death? read more »

    William Wordsworth
  • 8.
    My Heart Leaps Up

    My heart leaps up when I behold
    A rainbow in the sky:
    So was it when my life began;
    So is it now I am a man; read more »

    William Wordsworth
  • 9.
    Block City

    What are you able to build with your blocks?
    Castles and palaces, temples and docks.
    Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,
    But I can be happy and building at home. read more »

    Robert Louis Stevenson
  • 10.
    Childhood is the Kingdom Where Nobody Dies

    Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age
    The child is grown, and puts away childish things.
    Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies. read more »

    Edna St. Vincent Millay
  • 11.
    Fern Hill

    Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
    About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
    The night above the dingle starry,
    Time let me hail and climb read more »

    Dylan Thomas
  • 12.
    Voices Of the Night

    PRELUDE.

    Pleasant it was, when woods were green,
    And winds were soft and low, read more »

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
[Hata Bildir]