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Poems About: CHILDHOOD

In this page, poems on / about “childhood” are listed.

  • 109.

    I recall my first birthday, I think
    A million years ago
    I know I need a real stiff drink
    My time is running low read more »

    Stanley Cooper
  • 110.
    Childhood Memories

    Childhood memories I'll say
    In our minds always stay
    For they're those precious days
    Whose memories can never decay read more »

    Seema Chowdhury
  • 111.
    Childhood Dreams

    White and fluffy, sailing through the sky
    Images of our childhood dreams
    A fiery dragon, a pirate ship
    An angel with gossamer wings read more »

    Jacquie StewartHeimann
  • 112.

    The noise, the laughter, the scream
    The children’s voices so sweet and full of choices;
    Innocence mindless of life challenges
    A reminder of the life I once had. read more »

    Masked lady
  • 113.

    I watched the glory of her childhood change,
    Half-sorrowful to find the child I knew,
    (Loved long ago in lily-time),
    Become a maid, mysterious and strange, read more »

    Ernest Christopher Dowson
  • 114.
    Where our Childhood Gone...? ?

    Where is our childhood gone,

    i just want to go back in past, read more »

    Akhilesh Bhura
  • 115.
    Those Were the Days

    Alas, time has flew swiftly
    Leaving memories of our childhood days
    Of what things to do and words to say
    Those days of uncertainty read more »

    Maia Padua
  • 116.
    Far Beyond My Childhood Dream

    As a child
    I had a dream
    That ode day
    I shall reach the cloud read more »

    Babatunde Aremu
  • 117.
    Those Golden Days

    Those golden days of Summer,
    That I remember well,
    Sweet daisy chains and buttercups,
    Enchanted by it's spell. read more »

    Jayne Davies
  • 118.

    I miss my old home
    It had a broken mirror
    I couldn't see my face
    I miss my childhood read more »

    Victor Osorio
  • 119.
    Summers Past

    climbing trees
    skinned up knees
    the smell of fresh mowed grass
    roller kates with big yellow wheels read more »

    Lori Hopkins
  • 120.
    Forwarding myself

    Forwarding myself on journey
    I see kissing of light
    At sweet-will and a path
    That left my childhood read more »

    gajanan mishra
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