Category: Children’s Poems

  • My Cat Tiger

    My Cat Tiger

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    E. S.
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    My cat Tiger was out all alone,On a dark and stormy night.He was lost and very far from home,But tried to conceal his fright.  In an instant a giant storm cloudTook him to a distant star,Where he was met by a bizarre crowdWith faces as black as tar.  He ran for his life, not looking…

  • Pups on a Cloud

    Pups on a Cloud

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    E. S.
    in

    Two small, mischievous pupsHad their downs and their ups.Once they climbed on a rainbow,To see how high they could go. It made them feel so proudTo land on a white cloud.The cloud was soft and smooth,So the pups had a snooze. When they opened their eyesAnd looked at the blue skies,They noticed it was dawnAnd…

  • Letter To A Friend

    Letter To A Friend

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    E. S.
    in

    Today I got on a plane

  • Sky Monster

    Sky Monster

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    E. S.
    in

    See the monster in the sky

  • Imagination

    Imagination

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    by

    E. S.
    in

    Yesterday I floated on a white cloud,I know I made my parents very proud.From there I skipped to a shiny starIn the universe very high and very far. I latched on to a dark thundercloud;Lightning flashing, thunder so loud.I followed the lightening across the sky,My display of fireworks, far and nigh. I landed on the…

  • I Don’t Believe it

    I Don’t Believe it

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    E. S.
    in

    Yesterday while out for a long jog I saw a goose that looked like a dog. And then I looked and I said, oh no! I saw a dog that looked like a crow. Jogging back I took a different road. I saw a cat that looked like a toad. Could it be my eyes…

  • A Bad Dream

    A Bad Dream

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    E. S.
    in

    I dreamed I was fast asleep,Having a well deserved rest.I could hear no sound nor peep,Not even from the bird’s nest. Then a storm began to blow,Walls and roof were torn away.I tried my best to lie low,It was my very worst day. The wind took me way up high,And dropped me on a dark…

  • Who Needs a Pup

    Who Needs a Pup

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    E. S.
    in

    I lived for a million yearsWithout a pup in the house.There was only me the cat,Maybe the occasional mouse. Then one day it all happened:They went and brought home a pup.Though the worst day of my life,I tried hard not to act up. But from that very first day,The puppy took center stage,Sleeping on the…

  • Shadows

    Shadows

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    E. S.
    in

    Me and my dog shadowsRan across the meadows.We stepped in every puddle,And left it quite a big muddle. Then we made a mud pie,A real beauty, no lie.A squirrel stopped to see,Then scampered up a tree. We rolled down a hill,Covered with daffodil.My clothes were in a mess,Not nice, I must confess. Time for us to go home.What…

  • Name Calling

    Name Calling

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    E. S.
    in

    Muskrat said to the beaver,Goodness, are you ever fat!If ever you tried to run,I am sure you would fall flat. Beaver replied in a huff,You have a long, skinny tail.Besides looking like a rat,You do look skinny and frail. Raccoon said to the marmot,Your tail looks like a dust mop.Use it to sweep the sidewalksOr…

  • Gifts For New Neighbors

    Gifts For New Neighbors

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    E. S.
    in

    Our new neighbors are here

  • Visiting Day

    Visiting Day

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    E. S.
    in

    I have to visit my friendsThought little puppy the dog.I will see how they all are,And I’ll be doing my jog. How are things, Mother Goose?Mother Goose said, not too bad.My chicks are all well behaved,And have not once made me mad. How are you, my friend Heron?Blue Heron said, I am fine.I’m trying to…

  • Life’s Special Treat

    Life’s Special Treat

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    E. S.
    in

    Gosling and duckling had a chat,They talked much about this and that.Duckling said, I saw a weird face,Like a strange thing from outer space. A face with ears that were giant,And eyes that looked so defiant.To top it off, a big black nose.When I saw it, I almost froze. Gosling said, the face that I…

  • My Gosling

    My Gosling

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    E. S.
    in

    Mother Goose had five goslings.Not loosing them was a chore.One day she counted again,And then there were only four. Mother Goose got all upset.What in the world can we do?What if we never find her;Please tell me it isn’t true! She asked Blue Heron for help.Blue Heron said, I will look.I can fly all around…

  • Halloween

    Halloween

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    E. S.
    in

    “Today is Halloween,” shouted Billy the Beaver.“Yes, indeed,” said Quacky the duck.“Today we’ll get treats, with any luck.”  Joining in were eight little turtles on a log.“We saw it too,” the turtles all said,“A raccoon with a mask on his head.” “The mask he had on was black and whiteIt looked a bit like a…

  • Kitty Cat

    Kitty Cat

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    E. S.
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    Kitty cat went for a walkTo find someone who could talk. The cow said, how do you do,But all I can say is moo. The duck said, I’m having a snackAnd all I can say is quack. The dog said, I don’t know how,All I can say is bow wow. The birdie said, I’m so…

  • My House is Best

    My House is Best

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    E. S.
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    The beaver said, my house is big,I used many a branch and twig.I used wood from a nearby treeAnd assembling it all was key. The goose said, my house is great,We built it all, me and my mate.We used feathers to make it soft,And we checked our house plan oft. The cat said, my pad…

  • My Cat woke me up

    My Cat woke me up

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    E. S.
    in

    My cat woke me up last nightTo tell me about his plight.Seems that he fell off a treeAnd landed in foul debris. He asked to sleep on my bed,Which made me shake my head.He was muddy as can beAnd did not smell right to me. I started to fill the tubAnd fetched a brush for…

  • The Blue Heron

    The Blue Heron

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    E. S.
    in

    She was home from school all day,She was not feeling that well.All she did was sleep and play,And learn how to read and spell. Then out her window she saw,A blue heron on the hedge.She looked at the bird in awe,As it posed there on the edge. Please take me with you, she said,Let’s go…

  • Mr Night Owl

    Mr Night Owl

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    E. S.
    in

    Mr Night Owl was grumpy this dayBecause nothing was going his way.He had worked hard and was really beat,Searching all night for a bite to eat.  Now it was high time to go to sleep,Time to rest and start counting sheep.But the blackbirds were singing a song,And who can sleep with that going on. He…