Top 100 Poems About: CHILDHOOD
Top 100 Poems on / about
- carpe diem
Childhood, sweet and sunny childhood,
With its careless, thoughtless air,
Like the verdant, tangled wildwood,
Wants the training hand of care. read more »David Bates
2.Ode On Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood
There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream. read more »William Wordsworth
Downward through the evening twilight,
In the days that are forgotten,
In the unremembered ages, read more »Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
4.Remembering My Childhood
I remember my childhood everyday I'm alive
the absentee of my parents, on my own to survive.
I remember only being nine and taking care of myself
I stole from the store, took food from the shelf. read more »Anthony E. Briguglio
5.Once Upon My Childhood
I do feel responsible for the children.
Cassandra Orr Romero, was born 1957,
in Memphis Tennessee, and raised in Southern California. read more »Cassandra Orr Romero
6.Childhood Photo Album
Turning the pages of memories
To the births and deaths to the summer we moved.
A bent page folds a black corner,
Above your face, read more »Doris D Carr
7.I Remember Childhood
I remember childhood,
Not a period of softness,
Though I slept on a featherbed,
With pillows made of feathers, read more »Dorothy Thomas Snyder
8.Childhood Impressions - Aged Six
Where have you gone to brother dear?
It seems so sad without you here. Mother, dad and sisters two
Act so strange. They're missing you. Soft I peep with shy delight
At baby brought for Christmas night read more »Elizabeth Atkinson
The kids are grown and childhood is past.
They've all married and scattered at last.
Visits are infrequent and long overdue. read more »Ernie Gill
When I sit and think of my childhood,
I think of my parents that I would.
Of all the both bad and good times,
And of all the nursery rhymes. read more »Joan Neph
11.My Childhood Home
The little place where I was born
Was beautiful to me
Though only fourteen houses
A farm, a field, a tree read more »F. Kenrick
12.Images Of Childhood
AH! the days of childhood when we were young and free
Nothing seemed to bother us no worries could we see.
When school time was over, and holidays were here
The air was filled with excitement and we'd run out with a a cheer. read more »Iris Taylor