Child Poems, Poetry
And thus, a legacy was born
She hold lovely roses, but bourne no thorn.
Lighting Every Cave, forever dark,
The lamp of knowledge, just needed a Spark.
Crafted to perfection, Sculpted to Shine,
So Strong a tradition, hard to incline.
But now, after her founders have gone,
She resumes to glitter on and on…..
We pray, the flag of N.N. forever sway,
Wishing our school a happy foundation day!!
This poem was written/submitted by Tamojit Das.
For my truly precious children,
I give you all I can spare.
For it isn’t things you need,
but my time, my love, my care.
Are you grateful for all this?
I am positive that you are,
for I only do my part
because you are my life,
my world, my heart…
and that is why it is beating.
This poem was written/submitted by Anabela Loureiro.
Mothers are a magnificent thing.
So close to perfect,
they seem more than human beings.
No wonder it hurts so much when we lose them,
Its like loosing a part of self.
You start to feel like you’re the only book on the shelf with a chapter of grief.
You feel all alone,
So empty inside
You start to loose her more and more
Now no one blames you when you cry at night.
You want her back,
So she can wipe the tears,
That’s going to come for many years.
But it’s okay.
Everything will be fine.
Your mom is still looking down on you
Praying for you all the time.
No harm will come to her.
She’s in a peaceful place.
Live and Love life.
It’s too short not to enjoy it.
-Darlene L. Sanfor
This poem was written/submitted by Darlene Sanford.
Please don’t get mad,
I know what i did will make you so sad,
I went to the water even though you said “No”,
The water was fast i tried not to let go,
I was swept under the water,
I needed a breath,
Then daddy was crying and pumping my chest,
I’m sorry daddy i know you tried,
I love you mummy, Love you forever
Goodbye for now, But not Forever…
This poem was written/submitted by Anonymous.
He came to me a miracle
This little boy of mine
Bless me with a boy, I prayed
I knew he’d come in time
But as I carried this child
From month one, through to nine
Something didn’t feel right
And it played on my mind
Physically I’m feeling fine
Emotions not so nice
Maternal instinct spoke to me
My son would come at a price
Overdue with complications
A cesarean was performed
It’s true, I got my boy
At the time, he seemed the ‘norm’
Six months, he cannot speak
Twelve months, he cannot walk
Is this the price I am to pay
In shock, I cannot talk
From one test to another
In hospital every month
Trying to find some answers
And peace of mind for once
Someone please just tell me
What’s wrong with my boy
Give me the diagnosis
Or do I jump for joy
After much research and testing
It’s down to family history
And thanks to my dear father
It’s no longer a mystery
So my son’s disability
Was passed down through the genes
It’s good to finally breathe again
And know what all this means
That’s the name they’ve used
Because it’s in our history
No more am I confused
We can now move on with life
Take one day at a time
Being grateful for a miracle
This little boy of mine.
This poem was written/submitted by Jennine(Delilah).