shenika vermaak


Childhood Is... - Poem by shenika vermaak

Childhood is hanging your pictures on the refrigerator, and tea parties you always have to cater.
Childhood is chasing butterflies and picking flowers,
playing with blocks and making towers.
Childhood is hating nap time,
and thinking everything is always MINE
Childhood is crayons and coloring books,
Playing hide and go seek in all the right nooks.
Childhood is falling asleep to your favorite lullaby,
wishing you had wings so you could soar into the sky.
Childhood is only crying over a scrapped knee,
or being stung by a bumble bee
Childhood is thinking boys have cooties,
or your mom making you wear itchy booties.
Childhood is ruining mommy's new leather,
and making friends and keeping them forever.
Childhood finally ends,
When you start to grow up,
And not having to drink out of a sippy cup


Comments about Childhood Is... by shenika vermaak

  • Gold Star - 31,725 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (10/29/2014 12:14:00 AM)

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  • Rookie Chloe Delaney (2/19/2012 12:05:00 PM)

    i agree childhood is quiet and fun (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 3, 2012



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