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For/About Teacher Poems


Poems to go with a teacher gift

For teaching children lessons, to help them as they grow, Let this gift remind you, You're the best teacher we know!



I chose this special present because I wanted you to know, That I'm grateful for your hard work in helping me to grow. For your constant understanding and for always being there, To tell me I can do it and to show me that you care!

~authors unknown


One Hundred Years from now

One Hundred Years from now
It will not matter
what kind of car I drove,
What kind of house I lived in,
how much money was in my bank account
nor what my clothes looked like.
But the world may be a better place because
I was important in the life of a child.

-- (excerpt from "Within My Power" by Forest Witcraft)



Whose Child Is This?

"Whose child is this?" I asked one day
Seeing a little one out at play
"Mine", said the parent with a tender smile
"Mine to keep a little while
To bathe his hands and comb his hair
To tell him what he is to wear
To prepare him that he may always be good
And each day do the things he should"

"Whose child is this?" I asked again
As the door opened and someone came in
"Mine", said the teacher with the same tender smile
"Mine, to keep just for a little while
To teach him how to be gentle and kind
To train and direct his dear little mind
To help him live by every rule
And get the best he can from school"

"Whose child is this?" I ask once more
Just as the little one entered the door
"Ours" said the parent and the teacher as they smiled
And each took the hand of the little child
"Ours to love and train together
Ours this blessed task forever."

~author unknown



Teachers
Paint their minds
and guide their thoughts
Share their achievements
and advise their faults

Inspire a Love
of knowledge and truth
As you light the path
Which leads our youth

For our future brightens
with each lesson you teach
Each smile you lengthen
Each goal you help reach

For the dawn of each poet
each philosopher and king
Begins with a Teacher
And the wisdom they bring

-- by Kevin William Huff



Two More Days Till School

I'm finally going to school this year,
and now the big day's almost here.
I'll learn to write and count and read--
Only two more days till school.

I got new pants and shirts and socks,
a brand-new red and blue lunch box;
I'll paint and sing and dance and play--
Only one more day fill school.

My hair is washed, my sneakers squeak,
I'm so excited, I can hardly speak!
New things to do, new friends to meet--
Hooray! It's the first day of school!

-- by Leslie Kimmelman



Why God Made Teachers

When God created teachers,
He gave us special friends
To help us understand His world
And truly comprehend
The beauty and the wonder
Of everything we see,
And become a better person
With each discovery.

When God created teachers,
He gave us special guides
To show us ways in which to grow
So we can all decide
How to live and how to do
What's right instead of wrong,
To lead us so that we can lead
And learn how to be strong.

Why God created teachers,
In His wisdom and His grace,
Was to help us learn to make our world
A better, wiser place.

-- by Kevin William Huff



The Teacher

When meeting someone at the first,
They often ask me what I do.
I smile and think of how I taught
My little boy to tie his shoe,
And how to sing and how to pray
And how to tell the time of day.
Why the rainbow's in the sky,
Why birdies can but cows can't fly.
Why sky is blue and grass is green
And unicorns are never seen.
How to think of others first
And deal with life's little hurts.
To say "Thanks you" and "You're welcome"
Say "Please" for food, and don't reach.
When someone asks me what I do -
I smile and simply say, "I teach".

~author unknown


 


Apple Island

Where do teachers come from?
/
Who has the slightest notion?
Teachers lived on Apple Island,
In the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.
All the kind teachers set sail for America,
And that is where they built the first schools.
But the crabby teachers remained on the island,
And from his Office Palace, Prince Apple still rules.
You might spy teachers hiking on the Great Hall Way.
Some might be in the bushes picking off thumbtacks.
Many will be on the Grand Playground hard at play,
Or down in the mines, drilling colorful crayon wax.
Some wade in Purple Lake to fill buckets with ink,
And some will be picking paper leaves off trees.
Others are filling milk cartons that you’ll drink,
At either white or chocolate half-pint dairies.
Now you know the truth about teachers,
They are different from you or me.
They come from a distant land,
In the middle of the sea.
Apple Island.

~author unknown








Leaving Daycare Poems


Pillowcase Poem

Have each child paint their handprint on a white pillowcase and write this poem on it.

Now I lay me down to sleep
I'll count these hands instead of sheep
And dream of all the friends I made
While at (insert name)'s house I played.

[variation on ending: While learning in (teacher name)'s (class) grade.]

~author unknown



Goodbye Poem

You are a very special person
And you should know,
How I loved to have you in my care
How fast the years did go!
Please come back to visit me
As through the grades you go
Try hard to learn all that you can
There's so much to know
One thing I tried to teach you
To last your whole life through,
Is to know that you are special
Just because you are you!

~author unknown



Remember

This is hard to say, but I will try . . .

Goodbye (child's name here) Goodbye

Will you remember the earliest years?

It is important to me that you remember them with smiles not tears

Remember the time when you were small
Remember the time when we played ball
Remember the time we went for a walk
Remember the time you just wanted to talk
Remember the time we played in the sun
Remember the time we had party fun
Remember the time we laughed real loud
Remember the time we made pictures out of clouds
Remember the time you ran outside
Remember the time you fell and cried

Remember the time you needed a friend
Remember the time you hoped would never end
Remember the time we sang together
Remember the dancing forever and ever
Remember the time we read from your book
Remember the love behind the look
Remember I care about you and all that you do
Remember I am waiting to hear from you
Remember I want for you only the best
Remember I know you can do the rest

~author unknown



Moving On

This little one I’ve cared for
Is moving on today
I’ll try to be the strong one
As those footsteps walk away
My love will always follow
Wherever she shall go
Though I will not be with her
I will pray for her to know
That the one who loved and cared for her
Did not leave her as it seems
Though she moves on, she’ll still be here
Within my treasured dreams
It’s been my task to guide her
Protect her from all harm
That task now falls to someone new
As I cross my empty arms
And wish and hope and pray for her
To know another one
Who loves her in this special way
As I have always done.

~author unknown



[This works just as well if you change he/him to she/her]

Dear Parents,

I give you back your child, the same child you
confidently entrusted to my care last fall.

I give him back pounds heavier, inches taller, months
wiser, more responsible, and more mature then he was then.

Although he would have attained his growth in spite of me,
it has been my pleasure and privilege to watch his personality
unfold day by day and marvel at this splendid miracle of development.

I give him back reluctantly, for having spent nine months together
in the narrow confines of a crowded classroom, we have grown close,
have become a part of each other, and we shall always retain a little of
each other.

Ten years from now if we met on the street, your child and I, a light will shine
to our eyes, a smile to our lips, and we shall feel the bond of understanding once more,
this bond we feel today.

We have lived, loved, laughed, played, studied, learned, and enriched our lives together this year.

I wish it could go on indefinitely, but give him back I must.

Take care of him, for he is precious.

Remember that I shall always be interested in your child and his destiny, wherever he goes, whatever he does, whoever he becomes.

His joys and sorrows I’ll be happy to share.

I shall always be his friend.

~author unknown








School Days


A Circle of Friends

We've joined together as classmates
as the new year begins...
A year full of learning
while we become friends.
We'll share and be kind
as we work and play.
And our friendship will grow
with each passing day.

~author unknown



Welcome #1

Welcome children, I'm glad you're here.
We're all going to have a wonderful year!
We'll draw and we'll write,
We'll sing and we'll play,
We'll paint and we'll build,
And learn new things each day!

~author unknown



Welcome#2

September is here
And so is fall.
So welcome children
Welcome all.
I hope vacation
Was real fun.
And that you're glad
School has begun.

~author unknown



The First Day of School

I wonder if my drawing will be as good as theirs
I wonder if they'll like me, or just be full of stares
I wonder if my teacher will look like mom or gram
And I wonder if my puppy will wonder where I am.

-- by Aileen Fisher



(to the tune of "Did you Ever See a Lassie")

Here we are together,
Together, together,
Here we are together,
Back at school again
There's ____ , and ____,
____, and ____,
Here we are together,
Back at school again.

~author unknown



I am

(to the tune of Frere Jacques)


I am (name),
I am (name),
That's my name,
That's my name,
I am glad to be here,
I am glad to be here,
At school today,
At school today.

~author unknown



Where is...

(can be sung to the tune of Frere Jacques)

Where is (name),
Where is (name),
Here I am, here I am,
How are you today (name)?
Very well thank-you.
Yes indeed, yes indeed.

~author unknown



(to the tune of "B-I-N-G-O")

There was a class that had a girl/boy,
And ____ was her/his name-o,
Jump, jump ____ (child's name),
Jump, jump, ____ (child's name),
Jump, jump, ____ (child's name),
We're glad you're here today.

~author unknown



100 Days

(to tune of "Yankee Doodle Dandy")

I can count up to 100,
It's so easy if you try.
I can't believe that since we started school
100 days have gone by.
Now let's all count up to 100
Come and try it once with me
We'll finish up with 99,
And last we'll say 100
Let's start out with 1, 2, 3.
(count as a group to 100 by 1's)

I can count up to 100,
It's so easy if you try.
But this time instead of using 1's,
I'll try to count it by 5's.
Counting this way is much faster
So it doesn't take as long.
First say 5 and then say 10,
And end up with 100,
Come on and join in my song.
(count as a group by 5's)

I can count up to 100,
Now I'll try it once again.
But this time instead of 1's or 5's,
I'll try to count it by 10's.
Counting this way is the fastest,
It is also lots of fun.
First say 10 and then say 20,
End up with 100,
Our song is almost done!
(count as a group by 10's)

~author unknown


On the Way to School

What a lot of things to see,
On the way to school!
Chipmunks running up a tree,
On the way to school.
Sparrows busy building nests,
Robins smoothing down their vests,
What a lot of things to see,
On the way to school!

What a lot of things to hear,
On the way to school!
Someone whistling loud and clear,
On the way to school.
Workmens' hammers go bang, bang!
Fire engine goes clang, clang!
What a lot of things to hear,
On the way to school!

What a lot of things to do,
On the way to school!
Act like monkeys at the zoo,
On the way to school!
Jump in puddles, climb a tree,
Cross the street so carefully,
What a lot of things to do,
On the way to school!


~author unknown



Two More Days Till School

I'm finally going to school this year,
and now the big day's almost here.
I'll learn to write and count and read--
Only two more days till school.

I got new pants and shirts and socks,
a brand-new red and blue lunch box;
I'll paint and sing and dance and play--
Only one more day fill school.

My hair is washed, my sneakers squeak,
I'm so excited, I can hardly speak!
New things to do, new friends to meet--
Hooray! It's the first day of school!

-- by Leslie Kimmelman





One Hundred Day Poem


We've come to school for 100 days,
The time has just flown by.
Five months, two seasons and we're half way done,
When another surprise does arrive.
It's the 100th day of school today.
Let's start the day with a grin.
For tomorrow will be 101,
So let the celebration begin.

~author unknown





We've been counting to 100
Every day this year.
We've been counting to 100
And now that day is here!
Reading, writing and mathematics
And lots of games to play
For in our classroom we are learning
About 100 in every way.
100 words to read, 100 things to count,
100 things to do in school all day -
100 things to make, 100 words to spell,
How we love 100's day!

~author unknown



Bring Your Smile to Preschool

Bring your smiles everyone.
Hope on down for some preschool fun.
Singing, dancing, playing too; lots of fun for me and you.
Running and jumping in the sun, exercise is so much fun.
Bring your smiles everyone, hop on down for some preschool fun.

~author unknown



Preschool Survival Kit

The penny is to remind you that you are valuable

The star is to remind you to always try your best

The eraser is to remind you that it's okay to make mistakes

The life saver is to let you know that you can always talk to me

The tissue is for drying your tears and those of others

The band-aid is to let you know that together we can make things better

The chocolate hug is to remind you that you are cared for

The sticker is to remind you that we always stick together

~author unknown



{Sung to the tune of Twinkle, Twinkle}

Kindergarten, here we come!
We know we'll have lots of fun.
Lots of things to make and do.
Reading, writing, counting, too.
Kindergarten, here we come!
We know we'll have lots of fun.


~author unknown


 







Parent Poems [in general]


When You Thought I Wasn't Looking

When you thought I wasn’t looking, you displayed my first report, and I wanted to do another.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, you fed a stray cat, and I thought it was good to be kind to animals.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, you gave me a sticker, and I knew that little things were special things.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, you put your arm around me, and I felt loved.

When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw tears come from your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things hurt--but that it’s all right to cry.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, you smiled, and it made me want to look that pretty too.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, you cared, and I wanted to be everything I could be.

When you thought I wasn’t looking--I looked...and wanted to say thanks for all those things you did when you thought I wasn’t looking.

-- by Mary Rita Schilke Korzan



A Touch Of Love

You were six months old and full of fun.
With a blink of my eye, you were suddenly one.
There were so many things we were going to do,
but I turned my head and you turned two.
At two you were very dependent on me,
but independence took over when you turned three.

Your third birthday, another year I tried to ignore,
but when I lit the candles, there weren't three, but four.
Four was the year that you really strived.
Why, look at you now, you're already five.
Now you are ready for books and for rules.
This is the year that you go to school.

The big day came, you were anxious to go.
We walked to the bus, going oh, so slow.
As you climbed aboard and waved goodbye,
I felt a lump in my throat and tears stung my eyes.
Time goes so fast, it's hard to believe
That just yesterday you were home here with me.

And tomorrow when the bus brings you home
and you jump to the ground,
You'll be wearing your cap and graduation gown.
SO I'm holding to these moments as hard as I can,
Because the next time I look, I'll be seeing a grown man...

~author unknown




To Parents From Their Children

DON'T SPOIL ME
I know quite well that I ought not to have all that I ask for. I'm only testing you.

DON'T BE AFRAID TO BE FIRM WITH ME
I prefer it. It makes me feel more secure.

DON'T LET ME FORM BAD HABITS
I have to rely on you to detect them in early stages.

DON'T MAKE ME FEEL SMALLER THAN I AM
It makes me feel stupidly “big”.

DON'T CORRECT ME IN FRONT OF PEOPLE IF YOU CAN HELP IT
I'll take much more notice if you talk quietly with me in private.

DON'T MAKE ME FEEL THAT MY MISTAKES ARE SINS
It upsets my sense of values.

DON'T BE TOO UPSET WHEN I SAY “I HATE YOU”
It isn't you that I hate but your power to thwart me.

DON'T PROTECT ME FROM CONSEQUENCES
I need to learn the painful way sometimes.

DON'T TAKE TOO MUCH NOTICE OF MY SMALL AILMENTS
I am quite capable of trading on them.

DON'T FORGET HOW QUICKLY I AM GROWING UP
It must be very difficult for you to keep pace with me, but please do try.

DON'T MAKE RASH PROMISES
Remember that I feel badly let down when promises are broken.

DON'T FORGET THAT I CAN'T EXPLAIN MYSELF AS WELL AS I WOULD LIKE
This is why I am not always accurate.

DON'T TAX MY HONESTY TOO MUCH
I am easily frightened into telling lies.

DON'T BE INCONSISTENT
That completely confuses me and makes me lose faith in you.

DON'T PUT ME OFF WHEN I ASK QUESTIONS
If you do you will find that I stop asking and seek my information elsewhere.

DON'T TELL ME MY FEARS ARE SILLY
They are terribly real and you can do much to reassure me if you try to understand.

DON'T EVER SUGGEST THAT YOU ARE PERFECT OR INFALLIBLE
It gives me too great a shock when I discover that you are neither.

DON'T EVER THINK THAT IT IS BENEATH YOUR DIGNITY TO APOLOGIZE TO ME
An honest apology makes me feel surprisingly warm towards you.

DON'T FORGET THAT I LOVE EXPERIMENTALLY
I couldn't get on without it, so please put up with it.

DON'T NAG
If you do I shall have to protect myself by appearing deaf.

DON'T FORGET THAT I CAN'T THRIVE WITHOUT LOTS OF UNDERSTANDING & LOVE But I don't need to tell you that, do I?

-- by Mildred Neville



If I Had My Life To Live Over

I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.

I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.

I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television-and more while watching life.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."

There would have been more "I love you's.". More "I'm sorry's" ...But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute... look at it and really see it ... live it...and never give it back.

Stop sweating the small stuff. Don't worry about who doesn't like you, who has more, or who's doing what.

Instead, let's cherish the relationships we have with those who Do love us. Let's think about what God HAS blessed us with.

And what we are doing each day to promote ourselves mentally, physically, emotionally, as well as spiritually.


-- by Erma Bombeck



The Parent's Pledge

I will set a good example for my child.

I will show my children I love them every day through words and physical affection.

I will listen to my children and let them know I value what they say.

I will praise my child's accomplishments and efforts towards those accomplishments.

I will have realistic expectations for my children.

I will allow them to make their own mistakes and learn from those experiences.

I will avoid being too critical or focusing on my child's shortcomings.

I will encourage my child to meet new challenges and have new experiences.

I will respect my children as individuals even if I don't always agree with them.

I will enjoy my children and make time to share interests and appreciate one another.

I will love my children unconditionally.

I will let them know they are lovable, worthwhile and valuable human beings.


~author unknown



Touch

Mothers, touch your children,
Fathers, hug them tight,
Let them know you love them
morning, noon, and night.

Put your arms around them,
hold them near to you,
Feel the beating of their hearts,
the life that you made new.

Roll around the floor with them,
tease and laugh and play,
Listen to what they'll tell you,
they have so much to say.

Take time to get to know them,
see the colors in their eyes,
Appreciate that person
that deep inside them lies.

Let them run their fingers through your hair
and down your face,
Fill their hearts with words of praise,
make home their favorite place.

Cuddle with them on the couch
and watch a t.v. show,
Sing with them or share a book
and help their world to grow.

Take a walk into the park,
hold each other's hand,
Smell the flowers, feed the ducks,
build castles in the sand.

Mothers, touch your children,
Fathers, hug them tight,
Show them what a gift they are,
to love them feels so right.


-- by Kathie Davis








Moms & Dads Poems


My Mother

You told me what you thought....
But let me think for myself.

You told me what you saw....
But let me look for myself.

You told me where you've been....
But encouraged me to go further.

You held me close to your heart....
But never too tight for me to grow.

You always were my mother...
But became my best friend

~author unknown



A MOTHER'S PRAYER

Dear Lord, it's such a hectic day,
With little time to stop and pray,
For life's been anything but calm
Since You called me to be a mom--
Running errands, matching socks,
Building dreams with wooden blocks,
Cooking, cleaning, finding shoes
And other stuff that children lose,
Fitting lids on bottled bugs,
Wiping tears and giving hugs,
A stack of last week's mail to read--
So where's the quiet time I need?
Yet, when I steal a moment, Lord,
Just at the sink or ironing board,
To ask the blessings of Your grace,
I see then, in my small one's face,
That you have blessed me all the while --
And I stoop to kiss that
precious smile.


~author unknown



Mom's See

the beauty in dandelion bouquets,

and know the importance of declaring each and every drawing

A work of art.

Mom's Find

the magic in blankets that become tents,

in backyard Adventures,

And stories that fall upon

sleepy little ears.

Mom's Know

the fun of jumping on beds

and hanging upside-down,

and giggles that just won't quit.

Mom's are the greatest-

especially ones who have the gift of seeing life

through the eyes of a child.


~author unknown



The Mom Poem

There you stand
Across the room.
With a broom
In your hand.

You work all morning.
Clean all evening.
Sleep all night.
That's your day, right?

Its not always like that.
But you deserve a rest.
For my mom,
She will get only the best.


-- by Claude Davis III


A Mother's Dilemma

Baby's in the cookie jar
Sister's in the glue
Kitty's in the birdie's cage
And I am in a stew!

Time for dad to come to lunch
Someone's spilled the roses
Breakfast dishes still undone
The twins have drippy noses.

Junior has the stove apart
Dinner guests at eight
Neighbors' kids swoop in like flies
How can I concentrate?

Telephone keeps ringing wildly
Someone's in the hall
Fido's chewed the rug to bits
The preacher's come to call!

Would mothers like to chuck their load?
They couldn't stand the rap
Easy, mild existences
Would cause their nerves to snap!


-- by Harriet Rukenbrod Day



Mom, I loved you yesterday, I love you tomorrow and everyday.
You were there for me my first day of school,
to hold my hand and give me courage to go.
You listened to me when I needed to talk,
you talked to me when I needed to listen.
You let me grow and learn from my own mistakes.
You never left my side when I was feeling down,
I knew you would be there to pick me up.
I wish there was a way I could repay all the things you have done for me,
but there's nothing great enough to repay the greatest mother of all.


~author unknown



What Makes A Dad

A Dad is a person
who is loving and kind,
And often he knows
what you have on your mind.
He's someone who listens,
suggests, and defends.
A dad can be one
of your very best friends!
He's proud of your triumphs,
but when things go wrong,
A dad can be patient
and helpful and strong
In all that you do,
a dad's love plays a part.
There's always a place for him
deep in your heart.
And each year that passes,
you're even more glad,
More grateful and proud
just to call him your dad!
Thank you, Dad...
for listening and caring,
for giving and sharing,
but, especially, for just being you!


~author unknown



Little Eyes Upon You

There are little eyes upon you
and they're watching night and day.
There are little ears that quickly
take in every word you say.
There are little hands all eager
to do anything you do;
And a little boy who's dreaming
of the day he'll be like you.
You're the little fellow's idol,
you're the wisest of the wise.
In his little mind about you
no suspicions ever rise.
He believes in you devoutly,
holds all you say and do;
He will say and do, in your way
when he's grown up just like you.
There's a wide-eyed little fellow
who believes you're always right;
and his eyes are always opened,
and he watches day and night.
You are setting an example
every day in all you do;
For the little boy who's waiting
to grow up to be like you.


~author unknown



MY DAD

When I was alone he was there
To give me love and show he cared
He gave me every thing I need
Knew when to let go so I could lead
But he was there when I fell down
Dusted me off and gave me back my crown
Taught me the difference between good and bad
And held me when I was feeling sad
Told me my life was up to me
He could show but only I could see
Always there to lend a hand
Left me from water to land
But now has come the day
For me to lead my own way.


-- by William T. Prater



I’m Happy You’re My Dad

I feel safe when you are with me;
You show me fun things to do;
You make my life much better;
The best father I know is you.

I’m happy you’re my Dad
And so I want to say
I love you, Dad, and wish you
A Happy Father’s Day!


-- by Joanna Fuchs
http://www.poemsource.com/



Walk A Little Slower Daddy

"Walk a Little slower, Daddy." said a little child so small.
I'm following in your footsteps and I don't want to fall.

Sometimes your steps are very fast, sometimes they're hard to see;
So walk a little slower Daddy, for you are leading me.

Someday when I'm all grown up, You're what I want to be.
Then I will have a little child who'll want to follow me.

And I would want to lead just right, and know that I was true;
So, walk a little slower, Daddy, for I must follow you!!


~author unknown



Only A Dad

Only a dad with a tired face,
Coming home from the daily race,
Bringing little of gold or fame
To show how well he has played the game;
But glad in his heart that his own rejoice
To see him come and to hear his voice.

Only a dad with a brood of four,
One of ten million men or more
Plodding along in the daily strife,
Bearing the whips and the scorns of life,
With never a whimper of pain or hate,
For the sake of those who at home await.

Only a dad, neither rich nor proud,
Merely one of the surging crowd,
Toiling, striving from day to day,
Facing whatever may come his way,
Silent whenever the harsh condemn,
And bearing it all for the love of them.

Only a dad but he gives his all,
To smooth the way for his children small,
Doing with courage stern and grim
The deeds that his father did for him.
This is the line that for him I pen:
Only a dad, but the best of men.


-- by Edgar A. Guest



Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of an eagle's flight,
The joy of a spring morning,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it ... Dad


~author unknown








Other Relative Poems


Grandparents Are Nice

Grandmas and Grandpas are everything nice.
Like presents and candy and raspberry ice.

And chocolate fudge sundaes, with cherries on top.
And popcorn and peanuts and grape soda pop.

In winter or summer, in rain or in sun,
Grandmas and Grandpas are wonderful fun!!!


~author unknown



Its the Grandparents Day

It's Grandparents' Day and we're here to say,
"We love our Grandparents in a major way."

So sit right down and take a seat,
And we'll put on a show that can't be beat!

Some Grandparents are skinny. Some eat a lot.
Some are funny. Some are not.

Some short, some tall, some big, some small.
It doesn't matter. We love them all.


~author unknown



Grandparent Rap

It's Grandparents' Day and we're here to say,
"We love our Grandparents in a major way."

So sit right down and take a seat,
And we'll put on a show that can't be beat!

Some Grandparents are skinny. Some eat a lot.
Some are funny. Some are not.

Some short, some tall, some big, some small.
It doesn't matter. We love them all.


~author unknown



Grandma's Hugs Are Made of Love

Everything my grandma does
is something special made with love.
She take time to add the extra touch
that says, "I love you very much."

She fixes hurts with a kiss and smile
and tell good stories grandma-style.
It's warm and cozy on her lap
for secret telling or a nap.

And when I say my prayer at night,
I ask God to bless and hold her tight.
Cause when it comes to giving hugs
my grandma's arms are filled with love!


~author unknown



All About Grannies

Guess what grannies are for?
They read you great stories and play on the floor;
They tickle and hug you 'til you scream for more,
That's what grannies are for.

Guess what grannies can do?
They zip up your jacket and lace up your shoe;
They take you to movies and trips to the zoo,
That's what grannies can do.

Guess what grannies are like?
They patch up your knee when you fall off the bike;
They put down their knitting and go for a hike,
That's what grannies are like.

Guess what all grannies know?
That cookies and candies will sure make you grow--
They sometimes say "yes" when your mommy says "no",
That's what all grannies know.

Guess what all grannies feel?
A love that is constant, a love that is real;
A love that is tender, a love full of zeal,
That's what all grannies feel.

~author unknown



Grandparents bestow upon their grandchildren
The strength and wisdom that time
And experience have given them.

Grandchildren bless their Grandparents
With a youthful vitality and innocence
That help them stay young at heart forever.

Together they create a chain of love
Linking the past with the future.
The chain may lengthen,
But it will never part....

~author unknown



GRANDPARENTS

Few can bring the warmth
We can find in their embrace,
And little more is needed to bring love.
Than the smile on their face.

They've a supply of precious stories,
Yet they've time to wipe a tear,
Or give us reasons to make us laugh,
They grow more precious through the years.

I believe that God sent us Grandparents
As our legacy from above,
To share the moments of our life,
As extra measures of His love.

~author unknown



Who Is A Sister?

A sister is the one who makes life easier to live,
Whom you can share our likes and dislikes with,
She is the one who tells us her vast secrets and feelings
And asks us to do the same,
And has the rights to know all our friends' name.
She makes us feel comfortable when we are sad,
She guides us the right way when we are bad,
She is more than any word can tell,
She holds us when we tend to fall.
She comes to know our problems through our eyes,
She is of course naughty but wise,
She is my life's sunrise.
We should always make oneself full
of these qualities to be a sister.
And my Sister you are the most beloved to me
As you care so much for me!

~author unknown



Sisters

A sister's love is special
in oh so many ways
Now miles stretch between us
and minutes turn to days.

We've shared so much as children
the tears, the joys, the pain
A lifetime spent together
those memories remain.

In times gone by we've pondered
the paths our lives have taken
Knowing that in spite of this
our sister love unshaken.

A sister's love is special
in ways that are unspoken
Still that binding force exists
our sister love unbroken.

~author unknown



Glad You're My Brother

I just want you to know how happy I am
to have you for a brother.
There are times... like right now...
when I want to let you know exactly how I feel.

To put it simply, I don't just love you... I really like you!
Even if you weren't my brother, I'd still enjoy being with you.

It's true that we've had occasional disagreements over the years,
but that's how we got to know each other better...
to respect one another's self-worth
and value each other's uniqueness.

I appreciate the many ways you've helped me.
You have a real talent for knowing just when I need you the most.
I know I can count on you for support and encouragement,
and you've always been able to make me feel good about myself... and life.

You brought something special to our family, too.
Life just wouldn't be the same without you...
and all the wonderful memories you've given me.
I'm so happy to have you as my brother!

~author unknown



My Brother

As kids, we lived together, We fought, we laughed, we cried.
We did not always show the love, that we both had inside.

We shared our dreams and plans, and some secrets too.
All the memories we share, Is what bonds me now to you.

We grew to find we have a love, that is very strong today.
It’s a love shared by our family, that will never fade away.

You are my brother not by choice, but by the nature of our birth.
I could not have chosen a better one, you are the best on earth.

~author unknown





Aunts and uncles are like sunlit days:
Under their bright smiles children bloom.
No parents can remove, in just the ways
That aunts and uncles do, mid-morning gloom.
So when children need some extra love,
Aunts and uncles are like natural springs:
No tap need turn, nor word need passions move.
Deep down within the sparkling pleasure sings.
Until all parents are like Eden's garden:
Never less than innocent perfection,
Children well might learn, before they harden,
Lessons in disinterested affection.
Even as a smile lights a face,
So may aunts and uncles childhood grace.

~author unknown



For My Special Aunt

There are aunts to look up to, aunts who are wise.
Those who are good friends, those who advise...

There are aunts who are lovable, aunts who are fun,
and then there is Aunt (Your Aunt's NAME) ...

You’re all these in one!

~author unknown



My Uncle

My uncle is a special man, Always helping all he can.

He takes time to listen to me, Whatever my gripes might be.

Other times we just hang out, And I learn what life is all about.

My uncle’s very special, I love him a whole lot too…

Because my uncle’s wonderful Because my uncle’s you!

~author unknown








Poems for Craft Making


My Handprint

Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small
And always leave my fingerprints
On furniture and walls
But everyday I'm growing big
And soon I'll be very tall
Then all my little handprints
Will be hard to recall
So here's a special handprint
Just so that you can say
this is how my fingers looked
when I placed them here today.

(Put a date here)
Love, (child's name)

~author unknown



[a Handprint poem]

I miss you when we're not together
I'm growing up so fast
See how big I've gotten
Since you saw me last?
As I grow, I'll change a lot,
The years will fly right by.
You'll wonder how I grew so quick
When and where and why?
So look upon this handprint (these handprints)
That's hanging on your wall.
And memories will come back of me,
When I was very small.

~author unknown



[a Handprint poem]

This isn't just any handprint as you can plainly see.
For it is a special handprint
Made by Me!
Along with this handprint
I send lots of hugs and kisses your way.
And ask that God bless you
On this Valentines Day!

~author unknown



[a Handprint poem]

These little hands can give a hug
Pat-a-cake or throw a ball
They put smudges on the wall
Because I'm only just so tall
They love to clap or hold your hand
Whenever you can play
But when I'm grown and far away
These little hands with you will stay

~author unknown








Adoption & Foster Parenting


A Moonbeam


Take a glimpse into the sky
And if a moonbeam hits your eye
Follow it back to whence it came
And dream of a child who'll bear your name.

A little one may look right back
And follow a beam along it's track
And see a mother awaiting the day
In who’s arms forever to stay.

-- by Tom Fisher



I didn't come out of my mother.
I don't have my father's green eyes.
No one in my family looks like me.
People are always surprised.

I think we're a happier family
Than if we were all kings and queens.
We're so lucky we all found each other.
That's what being adopted means.

-- by Pamela Espeland and Marilyn Waniek



The Rising Moon

As the moon begins to rise
I catch a glimpse of almond eyes
Staring back from outer space
The moon reflects your loving face.

My heart begins to yearn for you
A love down deep that grows so true
I see the moon throughout the night
My dreams of you are taking flight.

So when you look upon the moon
Please know that we will be there soon
I pray reflected in its light
Will be our love for you this night.

The moon must now complete its course
Let’s not regret and show remorse
It soon will rise and start anew
Reflecting love meant just for you.

-- by Tom Fisher




It all sums up to a lost little child
The fear in her eyes could go on for a mile

The look on the face of confusion and delusion
The dirt on her hands
From falling in the sand

The crying out loud
For the attention that she seeks
But she hears no footsteps coming to her reach

Sitting up slowly, she looks around, slowly putting her head face down

Wiping the tears off her face
She slowly gets up standing in her place

Standing alone, with no one to hold
The abandonment is nothing new
Just another scar to put on her heart

But as she looks up she sees a hand
She sees a face of someone who cares
And all they ask is to grab a hold

But she is scared and does not know what to do
This is something very new
It is up to her on what she decides

No more teary eyes
Or another fall

-- by Alissa, age 16




BE STRONG

Keep your head up.
Be Strong.
Don't let fear come near.
Don't be afraid to say good-bye
Even if you have a tear, it's OK.
Remember your life
Is like a butterfly,
Beautiful and bright
In the sky.
-- by Iris, age 15




FRIEND

Hello, I'm a stranger, but I 'd like to help,
to pick up the pieces of our broken selves.
I have the need to help to mend,
That inner child and be your friend.
To work together, to form a plan,
To live each day, and to understand,
The need for friendship is very great,
And it all begins with a simple phrase:
"Hello, I'm a stranger, but I'm also a FRIEND.

~author unknown



You Know You Are a Foster Parent

You know you are a foster parent when . . .

You open your garage door and passing cars stop,
thinking all of the bikes,
toys, and baby furniture means garage sale.

You go to a Foster Care meeting and everyone
drives vans or station wagons, except for the small cars
that belong to the social workers.

You get your exercise from walking or carrying the kids to time-out.

The K-Mart checker asks which school you are from, and you reply, ”We're a family.”

You spend more time with your washer and dryer than you do with your spouse.

Your heart is bigger than your brain.

Santa Claus gives you a key to a store and leaves milk, cookies, and Alka Seltzer for you.

You watch your 2-week placement go from crib to junior high.

You regard your toilet snake as a family pet.

Your local grocer tells you that if you ever move,
he would like advance notice because he will
have to lay off three employees.

Your personal stash of children’s clothing rivals that of the local Goodwill office.

The term “basically a good child with a few problems”
doesn't mean the same thing coming from a caseworker
as it does in the real world.

Saying goodnight resembles the end of the Waltons:
”Night, John Boy . . . Night, MaryEllen . . . Goodnight, Lizbeth, etc.”

Light switches, toilet handles, and door knobs last one year or less.

Your idea of a “social life” is talking to the checkers at the local Wal-Mart.


~author unknown



A Safe Place

Protect this child in your arm
Do not let him suffer more harm
He has been through so much pain
Tell me what they had to gain

Give this child a safe place to grow
Make sure you care and let him know
Show him we're not all bad out there
That there are people who really do care

Nightmares he suffers through the night
His life has been a constant plight
Take his hand and hold it firm
Through this your love he will learn
Hold on tight don't ever let go
In the end his love will show
Help me god to guide way
And show him I am here to stay

With my heart and soul I'll give
A safe place where he can live
Unconditional love I'll give to them all
Pick them up if ever they fall....

-- by Jean Ketteringham



TIME TO LOVE

It is time to take back
All the pain.
It is time to make a final gain.
It is time to care,
Instead of misuse.
It is time to love
Instead of abuse.
It is time to dry
Away the tears.
It is time to shed
The unwanted fears.
It is time we learn
Not to hide,
From our true selves,
Or the other side.

-- by Laura



To My Baby

I knew of you before your birth,
I loved you before we ever met.
I prayed for you day and night,
Thankful your birth mother had chosen life.

The waiting was so anxious and hard,
You already held a place in my heart.
Weeks went by, and sometimes I cried.
Finally one day came a call with good news.

Tears of joy fell on my cheek
The first time I held you,
Precious Baby, so tiny and sweet.
I'm thankful your birth mother had chosen life.

Rocking and singing sweet lullabies,
You've brought much joy to so many lives.
I'll love you forever, sweet little one.
Memories to treasure, a new life begun.

-- by Karen Ledbetter



EVERYDAY

My dreams and hopes,
Are alive and challenging,
Love I was given from place to place,
As I met each new face.
My life has new meaning
As I start from the beginning.
Sometimes I wonder, sometimes I pray,
Of what will happen each new day.
What is life going to bring my way?
Is the question I ask everyday.

~author unknown










 
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