Category Archives: Australian children’s poetry

“My Best Friend” by Toni Newell

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My Best Friend.

 

My best friend,

Has four paws,

He loves me heaps,

He has no claws.

He’s always there,

Right by my side,

Head on lap,

I’m full of pride.

He loves me,

Unconditionally,

I look at him,

And what I see,

Are loving eyes,

A wagging tail,

He’s my true friend,

And cannot fail.

Prompt #7 Heroes

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Good Morning,

We have many heroes in our community helping others through this health crisis.

Please choose one and write a poem about the work they are doing.

I am presently scheduling poems ahead.

Please send in other poems that are uplifting/humorous then I can mix things up a bit as well.

 

Send in poems this week to

poemoftheday.jaxton@gmail.com

Thankyou and Keep Safe

Jeanie

“Year of the Pig” by Jan Darling

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THE YEAR OF THE PIG  2019

 

I’m a Pig! I’m a Pig! I am patient and kind

I’m not the smartest but I don’t mind.

I’m trustworthy, indulgent, with a big sense of humour

If they say I’m lazy, it’s only a rumour.

 

Pigs born at morning are moody but reckless

They leap before looking, sometimes they’re feckless.

Pigs born in the noon, now they fight with heart

As long as they’re helped a bit at the start.

 

Pigs born at night, they’re full of fight

They alone know how to do everything right.

But these traits can be varied according to age

They’re only true at a certain stage.

 

Boy Pigs for instance are low-key and trusting

Easily fooled, they may just take a dusting.

Girl pigs are gentle and mostly seek peace

They’re given to kindness and not to caprice.

 

Luck and good fortune may bless the Pig

With honest sincerity showing up big

Understanding and giving, never spiteful or mean

The Pig is a really fine Human Bein’!

“Little Hands” by Toni Newell

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Little Hands

 

Little hands,

Go everywhere,

From patting dogs,

To combing hair.

They draw and paint,

Or play with dolls,

Or little cars,

Or basket balls.

They hold ice-cream,

And lots of fruit,

Touch door knobs,

And soil to boot.

So little hands,

Need lots of care,

Plenty of washing,

So bad things aren’t shared