Top 100 Poems About: CHILDREN

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

    And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, 'Speak to us of Children.'

    And he said:

    Your children are not your children.

    They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. read more »

    Khalil Gibran
  • 2.
    A Farewell


    My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
    No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey: read more »

    Charles Kingsley
  • 3.
    Unknown Girl In A Maternity Ward

    Child, the current of your breath is six days long.
    You lie, a small knuckle on my white bed;
    lie, fisted like a snail, so small and strong read more »

    Anne Sexton
  • 4.
    A Poet To His Baby Son

    Tiny bit of humanity,
    Blessed with your mother’s face,
    And cursed with your father’s mind. read more »

    James Weldon Johnson
  • 5.

    The boy stood on the burning deck
    Whence all but he had fled;
    The flame that lit the battle's wreck
    Shone round him o'er the dead. read more »

    Felicia Dorothea Hemans
  • 6.
    Only Child

    I cradled my newborn daughter
    and felt the heartbeat
    pull me out of shock. read more »

    Dennis Nurkse
  • 7.
    Whatever Brawls Disturb The Street

    Once there was a little boy,
    With curly hair and pleasant eye—
    A boy who always told the truth, read more »

    Isaac Watts
  • 8.
    Love Between Brothers And Sisters

    Whatever brawls disturb the street,
    There should be peace at home;
    Where sisters dwell and brothers meet, read more »

    Isaac Watts
  • 9.
    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
  • 10.
    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
  • 11.
    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
  • 12.
    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
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