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MISC. CHILDREN POEMS AND SAYINGS |
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Thanks, Denny
================== The Touch of a Child’s Hand =========================== The promise of tomorrow and the hope of dreams come true, A reminder of the childhood that is still a part of you . . The wonder of a miracle from which this love began . . . There is so much found in the touch of a child’s hand. ---------------------------------------------------------- Thumb-Sucker ============= (Shel Silverstein) Oh, the thumb-sucker's thumb May look wrinkled and wet And withered and white as the snow, But the taste of the a thumb Is the sweetest taste yet (As only we thumb-suckers know). ============================================================ Little Hands ============ My little hands play patty-cake They peek-a-boo and wave . . . They catch me while I learn to walk And splash me as I bathe . . . My little hands reach up to you For hugs before I sleep . . . And fold together when I pray The Lord my soul to keep . . . My little hands are tiny now But yours will serve to guide me . . . And when I’m grown I’ll still reach out And know you’re right beside me. ----------------------------------------------------------- My Nose ========= It doesn’t breathe; It doesn’t smell; It doesn’t feel So very well. I am discouraged With my nose: The only thing it Does is blows. ----------------------------------------------------------- Crowded Tub ============== (Shel Silverstein) There's too many kids in this tub There's too many elbows to scrub I just washed a behind that I'm sure wasn't mine There's too many kids in this tub. =========================================================== Bath time Page Toppers ======================= Bathing Beauty Country baths…used water 5 cents, fresh water 10 cents Making a big splash Splish, splash I was taking a bath ================================================== Spring Rain ============= (Marchette Chute) The storm came up so very quick It couldn’t have been quicker. I should have brought my hat along, I should have brought my slicker. My hair is wet, my feet are wet, I couldn’t be much wetter. I fell into a river once But this is even better. ----------------- Here's to the Kids who are Different =================================== (Dilby Wolfe) Here's to the kids that are different, The kids that don't always get A's. The kids that have ears, twice as big as their peers, Or have noses that go on for days. Here's to the kids that are different, The kids that are just out of step. The kids they all tease, Who have cuts on their knees, And whose sneakers are constantly wet. Here's to the kids that are different, The kids with a mischievous streak. For when they have grown, As history has shown, It's their difference that makes them unique. ------------------------------------------------------------ My Blanket ============= My mom says I'm a big kid now, Why keep this dirty old blanket. The color is gone, the edges are rough and ragged, Though dingy, frayed, well worn and loved, Please don't rush me or expect us to part, Remember my blanket warms me and my heart. ---------------------------------------------------------- |
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