All Poems

Browse our collection of poems for kids

Looking for a specific poem? Try our search page to find exactly what you need.

Ad Space

Tender tree bud quickly

Tender Tree Bud Quickly Spring always out, a canvas bright, With colours splashed in morning light. Green shoots peeking, skies so blue, A brand new world for me and you. Bringing green fully always, Tiny Bud dreamt in leafy hallways. Curled up tight, a sleeping tear, Waiting for the Springtime cheer. Meet Bud, so small, and round, and neat, And Sun, so warm, and oh so sweet! With Time, the wind, a gentle breeze, Whispering secrets through the trees. Making world new quickly ever, Sun tickled Bud with golden lever. "Wake up, little one," Sun did say, "The world awaits you, come and play!" Time pushed softly, wind so mild, Bud stretched and yawned, a sleepy child. Unfurled its leaves, a vibrant hue, Drinking sunshine, fresh and new. Life easy comes again, Bud waved hello to birds, again and again! A tiny leaf, a verdant spark, A perfect promise in the park.

Funny

Tickling kiwi funny quick

On shelves standing, bright and tall, Jars of jam, a wobbly ball, Spices stacked, a ginger brew, And nestled there, a kiwi, new! Quickly, fully, loaded there, A sight so silly, beyond compare. Kiwi plump, and fuzzy brown, A Hand reached out, all around. Little people, eyes so bright, Gathered near, in pure delight. A silly joke, a bubbly sound, "Why did the kiwi cross the ground?" The Hand then tickled, oh so light, The kiwi giggled with all its might! Making faces, green and grand, The Hand and kiwi, paw-in-hand! All the people laughed with glee, At the kiwi's funny plea! Fun it was, both loud and clear, Quickly spreading, far and near! Tasty, funny, what a treat, The kiwi tumbled, off its seat! Out it rolled, a furry friend, The laughter's journey, had no end!

Friendship

Two best rock pebble friends

On a beach so bright and grand, Where sun-kissed waves met golden sand, We built a tower, quick and tall, Two pebble friends, giving it our all. Pebble One, round and quite stout, Pebble Two, slender, no doubt, Stood side-by-side, a joyful pair, Ready to build beyond compare. We balanced well, with hearts so light, Working together, morning till night, Each layer added, smooth and neat, Our rocky fortress, oh so sweet! The salty breeze began to tease, Whispering secrets through the trees, The waves grew bolder, crashing near, Threatening our tower, filled with cheer. But hand-in-hand, or rather, stone-on-stone, We strengthened our base, making it our own, The tide may rise, the winds may blow, Our friendship's stronger than you know! The sun dipped low, a fiery show, Painting the sky with a golden glow, Our tower stood, against the tide, Built by a pair, side-by-side. A strong pebble pair, tried and true, Our friendship shines, forever new, For in each other, we truly find, A bond that's special, one of a kind!

Fantasy

The Happy Cloud Painting quick

In canvas art, brightly painted, Fully vivid, a world awaited. Bringing smiles soon, art show's gleam, A painted wonder, a fantastical dream. Cloud, a fluffy friend so white, Kid, with eyes full of delight, Art, the magic woven in, Let the happy painting begin! Making happy art, painting bright, Cloud dipped brushes in starlight. Swirls of color, a cosmic hue, The kid giggled, "Paint me, too!" Cloud painted smiles upon the breeze, Trees blossomed with lemon squeezes. Art twirled, with a flick of the wrist, A rainbow path, the magic kissed. Joyful art, quick then, so grand, A painted world, hand in hand. Cloud, Kid, and Art, a perfect team, Living brightly in a canvas dream.

Adventure

The Train set tour there

Around the room, a world unfolds, A rug of green, a story told. Mountains made of blankets high, A chair a castle, reaching sky. The lampshade moon, a gentle gleam, This playroom waits, a waking dream! Seeing cool all the land, The little train, a helping hand. With chugging puff and whistle bright, He's ready for an adventuring flight. The track, a silver, winding snake, Leads to the station, for goodness sake! The station master, toy and true, Waves a flag, "Adventure for you!" Clang, clang, clang, the engine sighs, Past pillow forests, before our eyes. Meeting animal friends easily, A teddy bear waves from a towering tree. A sock monkey swings, a joyful sound, As the train zooms 'round and 'round. A plush giraffe peeks from the shelf, Wishing the train, success itself! The track dips low, a thrilling dive, The train holds on, and stays alive! A rogue building block in the way, The brave train swerves without delay! He whistles loud, a warning call, Avoiding danger, standing tall. Safe train trip fully, The station nears, so jolly. The train slows down, the ride is done, Beneath the setting lampshade sun. A happy journey, through and through, 'Til tomorrow, for me and you!

Animals

The Loyal Lion King

On savanna hill now, golden and grand, Where sunshine sleeps soft on the thirsty land, Lives a lion so loyal, with mane bright as flame, Protect his pride always, a roaring good name! Lion, animals, trees, a family so vast, From playful giraffes to the windswept mast, Of acacia so tall, reaching for the sky, Watching over them keenly, with a twinkle in his eye. He guards the zebras that zigzag and leap, The elephants splashing in rivers so deep, He chases the shadows that dance in the night, And keeps all the creatures safe, bathed in moonlight. When hyenas giggle, with mischief in mind, The loyal lion, a friend they will find, He teaches them kindness, a lesson so true, To share and to care, in all that they do. The trees whisper secrets, the wind sings a song, Of the lion so brave, where he rightly belongs. He's learned from the wise, with a heart full of grace, King over all soon, ruling time and space!

Funny

The Zipping Zucchini

On a shelf, in the fridge, so bright and so cool, Sat Zucchini, green and oblong, ignoring the rule! Lettuce and berries, all frosty and near, But Zucchini had a secret, crystal clear! Zipping and zooming, a blur in the light, That's Zucchini the Speedy, a funny green sight! He'd start with a *whirr* near the pickles so sour, Then *zip* past the grapes, with incredible power! A kid opened the fridge, for a midnight snack, But instead of an apple, he saw a green track! Zucchini was zipping, right over the cheese, Leaving everyone giggling, brought down to their knees! He'd loop 'round the yogurt, a vegetable streak, Then *whoosh* past the butter, playing hide-and-seek! The Fridge hummed a song, as Zucchini flew by, Making everyone laugh, with a twinkle in his eye! Then *thump*! Zucchini landed, right next to the door, He'd zapped himself dizzy, couldn't zip anymore! The kid picked him up, with a smile so wide, "You're a fun vegetable," he cheerfully cried! Now Zucchini sits safely, outside the fridge's glare, A reminder that fun's a vegetable out there! He dreams of more zips, more loops and more flights, But mostly he's happy, just bringing bright lights!

Fantasy

The Wishing Well Magical

In a forest old and deep, Where sunlight danced and secrets sleep, A wishing well, of stone so gray, Dreamed of wishes every day. A little kid, with eyes so bright, Stumbled on the wondrous sight. Tiny fairies, wings a-gleam, Whispered secrets, a joyful dream. The well it promised, clear and bold, "A wish granted, a story told! Special desires, take flight and soar, Happiness given, forevermore!" The kid leaned close, with bated breath, And tossed a penny, defying death (Of dreams, of course, not really dead!), Then closed their eyes, and softly said, A wish for giggles, stars, and glee, For every creature, wild and free. The fairies fluttered, a shimmering haze, Sprinkling stardust in a playful maze. Suddenly, flowers bloomed in hues, Of rainbow shades, and morning dews. Animals danced, a joyful sound, As happiness blossomed all around. The well chuckled, a rumbling boom, "Your wish fulfilled, dispelling gloom!" The kid's heart soared, a joyful flight, In that magical well's true light. For in that moment, pure and true, The well's magic shined anew. A magical memory, to hold so dear, A well-wished moment, year after year!

Seasons

The Quiet Winter night

Falling softly then, On snow ground calmly now, The Quiet Winter Night, A whisper on the bough. Snowflakes, tiny dancers, Twirling from the Sky, Kissing icy branches, As the silent hours fly. Trees, in coats of white, Stand still, a sleepy row, Guarding winter secrets, As the gentle breezes blow. Making world peaceful truly, A blanket soft and deep, Hushing every sound, While all the creatures sleep. The Sky, a velvet curtain, Sprinkled with diamond dust, Watching over slumber, In silent, winter trust. Beautiful night out then, Moonlight on the snow, A magical, quiet wonder, A peaceful, gentle glow.

Ocean

The Sassy Sea Star Sways

On sand near ocean always, so bright, Where sunbeams danced with all their might, A world of wonder, wet and grand, With treasures scattered on the sand. Sways gracefully always, a starfish so bold, Her name was Stella, a story to be told. A Sassy Sea Star with points oh so keen, The sassiest star you've ever seen! A Fish, Finley, with scales shiny blue, Darted past Stella, "How do you do?" And Crabby Carl, with a pinch and a scuttle, Grumbled, "Too much glitter, a shimmering huddle!" Stella just winked with a twinkle in her eye, And started to dance 'neath the vast ocean sky. She swayed and she twirled, a magical sight, Making ocean floor happy with all of her might! Finley the Fish did a flip and a swirl, Carl the Crab cracked a smile, gave his shell a good whirl. Seahorses joined in, with ribbons of weed, A joyous performance, a wonderful deed! The clams clapped their shells with a clickety-clack, The anemones waved, there was no turning back! The seaweed swayed softly, a rhythmic green sway, Stella's sassy dance brightened each day. Ocean floor happy then, from starfish to snail, Stella’s grand dance would never fail, To bring smiles and laughter, a bubbly delight, On the sandy seafloor, so sunny and bright!

Nature

The Caring Crocus Blooms

Coming out from ground now, Where snow used to cling, A tiny green fellow, A happy, bright thing! The Caring Crocus Blooms Brings hope after winter, A purple so bold, A story it whispers, Of sunshine untold. Crocus, so cheery, With petals unfurled, A signal so dear, he Awakens the world! The Sun, a warm friend, Paints Crocus with light, "Wake up!" it does send, With beams shining bright. Insects come quick now, A buzz and a flight, To Crocus they bow now, A beautiful sight! A bee with a rumble, A butterfly's grace, For nectar they tumble, In this flowery space. Life starts once now, With color so grand, The Crocus somehow, Has woken the land!

Funny

The Burping Blueberries bowl

On the table, fully now, a sight to behold, A bowl of blueberries, stories to be told! The Burping Blueberries sat, a mountain small, Ready for adventure, answering the breakfast call! Starts to burp loudly always, each little sphere, "Bloop! Blorp! Excuse me!" reaching the small child's ear. Blueberry Bob, the biggest and the bluest one, Started the whole ruckus, just for the fun! Spoon, Sir Silver Spoon, polished and so bright, Was poised to scoop them up with all his might. He dipped and dove and swirled with a gleeful grin, "Time for a blueberry bath! Let the fun begin!" Making kid laugh hard soon, the burps and giggles flew, As Blueberry Bob led a blueberry crew. They bounced and jiggled, a berry burping band, A symphony of silliness, across the breakfast land! "Bloop! Haha!" they cried, a sugary sound, As Spoon scooped them up, spinning round and round. The Child, with eyes so wide, a smile so sweet, Found breakfast more fun than ever they would meet. Fun eat time now, no more need to fear, The burping blueberries brought joy and cheer. Each tiny burp a chuckle, each mouthful a delight, A breakfast adventure, oh so very bright!

Friendship

The Two Best Paper Plate Friends

On a craft table, always bright, Where glitter gleams with all its might, A world of awesome art unfurls, For paper plates and crafty girls! Plate One, so round and white and clean, Dreamed of sparkles, a vibrant scene. Plate Two, a twin, with eager glee, Yearned for colors, wild and free. They sat together, side by side, With paint and glue, they bravely tried To make each other truly shine, A friendship blooming, so divine! Plate One got googly eyes so big, And rainbow streaks, a colorful rig! Plate Two wore feathers, soft and grand, A smiling face, held in her hand! They danced with crayons, bold and bright, And giggled loud with pure delight. No matter what, they understood, Working side by side, for good! The craft table cheered, the scissors sang, As paper plates playfully sprang! A masterpiece of love and art, Forever etched within the heart. Now hanging proudly, side by side, With paint and glitter, deep inside, The Two Best Paper Plate Friends, you see, Best arty friends ever, wild and free!

Fantasy

The Smiling Sun Painting

On canvas brightly, fully, vividly, A world of wonder waited, secretly. The Smiling Sun Painting, a portal grand, To lands of magic, held within its hand. Bringing light into the world, so they say, Lived Sunny, the Sun, in a sunshiny way. And a Child named Pip, with eyes so bright, Stood gazing at Sunny with pure delight. The Painting itself, a canvas so bold, Held secrets untold, stories to unfold. Sunny winked down, with a mischievous gleam, "Come, Pip, come along, and join my sunbeam!" He stretched out a ray, a golden stair, Into the painting, beyond all compare. They bounced on the clouds, like cotton candy sweet, And painted the stars with their tiny feet. They tickled the moon till it started to glow, Making happy paintings, putting on a show! They raced with the comets, a glittering spree, Then drank rainbow juice under a candy cane tree. They met a fluffy dragon, with scales of bright blue, Who sang them a song, bubbly and true. Pip splashed in a puddle of glittery gold, A story of sunshine, forever to hold. Then, with a yawn, as the dream began to fade, Sunny waved goodbye, a promise he'd made. Pip stepped back out, from the painting's embrace, A smile on his face, and stars in that place. Bright and happy day there, no longer a dream, The sunshiny story, a sunshiny gleam.

Adventure

The Toy Boat Adventure Stream

Floating far out there, A tiny boat, beyond compare! On the Toy Boat Adventure Stream, Living out a watery dream. Sailing on the stream so slow, Where willow trees softly grow, The water chuckled, cool and bright, Guiding the boat with all its might. Captain was Boat, so brave and bold, With paper sails of blue and gold. Stream was the friend, a watery track, Always ready to pull him back. And Duck, with feathers sleek and white, Waddled alongside, a joyful sight! They met a frog, a jumpy chap, Who leaped aboard with a happy clap! Then Squirrel swung down from a tree, "Adventure awaits! Come with me!" They dodged a twig, a fearsome log, And cheered as they outwitted a muddy bog! A dragonfly, with shimmering wings, Told tales of faraway, magical things! Safe trip end there, beneath the sun, The Toy Boat Adventure Stream was done! Boat nestled close to the sandy shore, Ready for adventures, and wanting more! Duck gave a quack, a fond farewell, To Boat and Stream, he knew so well. And Stream, still flowing, soft and low, Whispered, "Tomorrow, we'll adventure and grow!"

Animals

The Humble Hummingbird Flying

Drinking sweetest nectar, a tiny emerald blur, The Humble Hummingbird, a fuzzy, buzzy fur! Flower to flower quickly, a rainbow in the air, Across the sunny garden, without a single care. Hummingbird, so little, with wings a whirring fan, Nectar, oh so yummy, the very best he can Find inside the blossoms, of red and gold so bright, Flowers nodding gently, a truly lovely sight. He zooms past the tulips, a polite, little guest, "Excuse me," he hums softly, putting manners to the test. He sips from the bluebells, a dainty, buzzing sound, Flying around politely, all over fertile ground. The roses blush a deeper red, as he tickles them with grace, The lilies offer all they have, with smiles upon their face. He helps the busy honeybee, with pollen on her legs, Sharing all the floral wealth, like golden, sugary dregs. Then, as the sun dips low and paints the sky with hues, The Humble Hummingbird rests, among the morning dews. He knows he’s played his tiny part, a helper, brave and small, In sweet nature harmony, embracing one and all.

Funny

The Jiggling Jellybean Jar

On the shelf, so brightly gleaming, A glass jar, a sugary dreaming! A Jellybean, plump and so sweet, A curious Child, with tapping feet, And the Jar, round and wide, Ready to rumble, deep inside! It starts jiggling so quickly, A wiggly-wobbly, tickly sticky! The lid starts to rattle, a clippety-clatter, What's happening now? What does it matter! Making all candies dancing with glee, Red ones and blues, wild as can be! Lemon drops leaping, and swirls doing twirls, Gummy bears grinning, like happy, sweet girls! The Child giggles loud, a joyous sound, As candy chaos spins around! The Jar shakes and shimmies, a sugary storm, A candy explosion, keeping them warm! The jiggling stops, the dust settles slow, Jellybeans scattered, in a colorful row! The Child laughs with glee, a sugary delight, Funny sweet dance time, morning, noon, and night!

Fantasy

The Talking Treehouse secrets

In an old forest tall, where shadows creep, And ancient secrets softly sleep, Stood a treehouse, old and grand, A magic place in fairyland. The Talking Treehouse Secrets it possessed, Sharing ancient stories, truly blessed. Three playful kids, with eyes so bright, Climbed up the ladder, filled with light. A squirrel, chatty, quick, and small, Whispered greetings, to one and all. "Welcome," he chirped, with bushy tail, "To wonders that will never fail!" The Treehouse creaked, a friendly sound, As swirling mists began to bound. It gave them safe place always it seems, They flew on carpets, chased starlight beams! They battled grumpy goblins green, And danced with fairies, a joyful scene. They solved old riddles, wise and deep, While the Talking Treehouse secrets did keep. Then, as the sun began to fade, The Treehouse gently, softly swayed. It nestled back within the trees, Carrying dreams upon the breeze. The kids climbed down, their hearts alight, With memories of the magical night. A fun treehouse story, sweet and true, Adventures waiting, fresh and new!

Seasons

The Shortest Spring Rain

Comes down light & fast, A tiny tip-tap blast! On a blooming garden quickly, Colors swirl so sickly... Just kidding! Bright and bold, Stories yet untold! Rain, a playful, giggling sprite, Danced with all her might. Flowers, sleepy, stretching slow, Whispered, "Rain, hello!" Sun, a peek-a-boo so grand, Watched from puffy cloud-land. Splish! A drop on petal pink, Making thirsty posies drink. Splash! A puddle, tiny and neat, Washing off the pollen sweet. The flowers shone, so plump and bright, Drinking rain with all their might! Making flowers shine so well, A sparkling, happy spell! Each leaf a mirror, clean and clear, Banishing all doubt and fear. The sun peeked out, a golden eye, Smiling from the azure sky. Goes away soon happy, No more drips, so sappy! The flowers nod, a grateful bow, The rainbow paints a vibrant vow. The shortest spring rain, a memory made, In the garden, joy displayed!

Ocean

The Glowing Green Seaweed

On the ocean floor, brightly, Where coral castles stand politely, Lived a seaweed, green and grand, The brightest light in all the land. Glowing very brightly now, It swayed and danced, a graceful bow. Not emerald, nor a leafy green, But neon bright, the strangest scene! There lived a Fish, so small and shy, Who often lost his way, oh my! And grumpy Ollie Octopus, Whose tentacles caused such a fuss. One night so dark, the Fish got lost, Amongst the rocks, no matter the cost. He cried, "Oh dear, what shall I do? The ocean's dark, I've no clue!" Then, from afar, a shining gleam, The Glowing Green Seaweed, it would seem! It pulsed and shone, a guiding star, Leading Fish from near and far. The Seaweed waved, a gentle hand, "Come closer, Fish, I understand! I'll light your path, you'll see the way, And grumpy Ollie won't lead you astray!" Ollie Octopus, with a scowl and frown, Had planned to sneak Fish out of town! But the Seaweed's light, so pure and bold, Exposed his plan, a story told. The Fish swam close, no longer scared, The Seaweed's glow, his journey shared. It guided him, with gentle grace, Back to his home, a happy place. And now, each night, the story's told, Of Seaweed bright, brave and bold. It shines so bright for all to see, Helping light up the sea!

1...79...17