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Sisters Poems for Sisters Day The Importance Of A Sister


The Importance Of A Sister.

A sister is someone who loves you from the heart,
No matter how much you argue you cannot be drawn apart.
She is a joy that cannot be taken away,
Once she enters your life, she is there to stay.

A friend who helps you through difficult times,
Her comforting words are worth much more than dimes.
A partner who fills your life with laughs and smile,
These memories last for miles and miles.

When she is by your side, the world is filled with life,
When she is not around, your days are full of strife.
A sister is a blessing, who fills your heart with love,
She flies with you in life with the beauty of a dove.

A companion to whom you can express your feelings,
She doesn't let you get bored at family dealings.
Whether you are having your ups or downs,
She always helps you with a smile and never frowns.

With a sister you cannot have a grudge,
She is as sweet as chocolate and as smooth as fudge.
Having a sister is not just a trend,
It is knowing you can always turn to her, your best friend...!!!





Sisters Love

A sisters love is strong
A sisters love is long
A sisters love never lets you down
Even when you wish they weren't around
A sisters love is kind

A sisters love is mean
A sisters love hurts you
A sisters love forgives you
A sisters love is there for you
A sisters love is forever...!!!





My Sister, My Friend.

To me you are an angel in disguise.
Full of intuition, intelligent, and wise.
Always giving and helping through
Good times and bad.
You are the best friend I've ever had.
If I had one wish it would surely be
To give you as much as you've given to me.
Though I've put our relationship through some cloudy days,
You've been my sunshine in so many ways.
Through trials and tests, right by me
You stood,
And gave me your hand whenever you could.
Thank you so much my sister, my friend
My gratitude for you has no end...!!!





My Favorite Sister.

We've shared laughter
We've shared tears
Loves lost, love found
Though it all we've stayed together
From heart breaks, to soul mates
From life’s hardships, to life’s happiness
Our stupid fights
Our silly nights
We've been there and done it
We've seen life end and life begin
And the joy I felt when you had your first kid
Can never be replaced
Now you’re gone
We don't share each others time
But you’re still with me everyday and night
No matter how far you are
You will always be
My favorite sister...!!!





GOD Gave Me You, Sister

GOD brought us together as sisters
So we can share all our hopes and dreams
To share our laughter and our tears
Sometimes to get mad and even fight
To hold each other up when we are down
Together the bond we have will remain strong.

There were so many times I hated you
But now it is only you I can trust 
I’ll be here for you no matter what
You’ll always be in my heart
Am glad that you are of my blood
Don’t know what I’d do without you in my life.

If you need a shoulder to cry on I’ll be here
I am here when you are sad and lonely
Or when you’re in pain
Glad I can help you when you’re feeling gray
I’m thankful to you that you’re my sister
I can honestly say I’m grateful to GOD for giving me a sister like YOU...!!!





Three Sister's.

We are three sisters
Three sisters are we
I love each of you,
And I know you love me

We’re not always together,
Life sometimes keeps us apart.
But we're never separated
We’re in each other's heart.

Now I know we've had our troubles,
But we always get thru.
The real message is you love me,
And I also love you.

We have had lots of good times
That we'll never forget
Sometimes we worry
And sometimes we fret

But if God ever gave me
Something special you see,
It might have been the blessing of,
Three sisters are we.

The Lord above has gave me lots
Of happiness and glee
But the most special thing he did was
Make us sisters, all three...!!!


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Best Poems for Kids to read with Pictures

Top list kids poems collection in English language with beautiful funny art pictures we hope, you will enjoy.



To please Mr. Finkle was anything but easy
He was grumpy and plumpy and at times a bit weasy
A carnival would pass through town with big flashing lights
Filled with tigers and lions all ferocious with fright

He’d yawn and he’d nod and he’d say it was fine
But insist the main attraction was a big waste of time
You could juggle with fire and walk on a river
Bend over backwards to really deliver

The world could stop turning, pause in midflight
The sun could wash away turning day into night
And old Mr. Finkle would just climb into bed
Thankful for the extra few hours to rest his head...!!!





Have you seen the big world waiting for you?
It’s teeming and beaming with things to do
There are moons to see and suns to watch set
There are successes and failures and mistakes to regret

There are lessons to learn and plans to be made
There are goals to be filled and dreams to be paid
The world is so big and you are quite small
But don’t let life’s size ruin it all

Because the adventure you see is in the space
Between you and the world and it’s enormous embrace...!!!





Some people have said the cat killer is curiosity
But for Catherine Cat McDougall that simply could not be
There was never a rock she left unturned
There was never a lesson she did not learn

There was always places to see and stuff to figure out
There was always endless adventures dancing about
No curiosity was never Catherine The Cats downfall
But the dull boredom that comes when you discover it all...!!!





Sometimes

Sometimes you’re sad
Sometimes you’re blue
Sometimes life’s plan doesn't seem right to you
Sometimes your heart breaks, it breaks quite a lot
Sometimes life’s plan takes everything you've got

But those are the times when sometimes your might
Is all you have left to give to the fight
Sometimes you lose and it hurts most of all
But sometimes you win and it’s worth the windfall...!!!

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Best Poems for Children all Time

Best poem for children with beautiful drawing cartoons pictures please read it we hope you'll enjoy.. 


Louder Than a Dream

I tried to dream a dream tonight
from the night before,
but the harder I tried
the louder came the Snore.

Louder than the music
from the merry-go-round.
Louder than the bear
my arms are wrapped around.

Louder than the lions
Dancing across the plains.
Louder than the whistle
of a chocolate choo choo train.

So loud that in fact
it work me from my dream.
That's the last time I'll eat,
Cheesy, garlic ice Cream...!!!




Silly Owl

Silly owl don't Sleep all day
You're missing all the fun.
Silly girl don't Sleep all night
The mice are on the run.

Silly owl why wait til night
just to catch a mouse?
I have Plenty, More than twenty

right there in My house...!!!




A Little Bird

A little bird
with a little bill
sat upon my window Sill
What happened next
I could not Say
for he Soon did fly away.
A little bird
with a little bill
Come again
to my window Sill
I lured him in
with a piece of bread
and now he's sleeping
in my bed...!!!




Welcome

Welcome
don't mind the mat
we're not as formal, as all that
I'll take your hat.
I'll take your coat,
and feed them to 
the billy goat.
Sit, Please Sit,
and Stay awhile.
Afford me a moment,

to make you Smile...!!!




Annie's Umbrella

is up side down
every time it rains.
It fills up, like a Cup
but Annie never complains
I asked Annie why
She Said "Don't you know?"
That's the only way
to catch a rainbow...!!!

A glass of apple shoes,
if you please
A glass of Apple shoes,
just Squeezed
I know it may Sound funny
bu on a day that's Sunny
A glass of apple Shoes,

is all I need...!!!





Life

You get what you give
in this life that you live.
Life is what you make of it.
You give a little, that's what you get

But so much pore is reaped from sweat
Your life is what you make of it.
If little things are all you know
Then you'll find you've for to go

The whole is what you make of it.
Put it together, turn it around
Add it all up until you have found

Life is what you make of it...! 


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Best Poems For Kids


Lizzy McBizzy

Lizzy McBizzy was always in a tizzy
Her calendar pages would make anyone dizzy
She’d arrive at one place and hardly sit down
Before she’d be out the door with another leap and bound,

She’d always arrive asking, “can we make this fast?"
For she warned she’d certainly be off in a flash
Her toes and toenails would ache in her shoes
Tied far too tightly so they’d never come loose,

Her heels felt like cracking beneath the constant pace
Of her tick always tocking in endless haste
Her shins always whined that the work was too much
To keep everything going in such a constant rush,

Her feet to her knees were always in protest
That the demand of their job was in need of some rest
But Lizzy was too busy to hear their complaints
She had too much to do to schedule in breaks,

Finally one day after months of screaming and yelling
About union laws, and lunch breaks, and conditional dwellings
Little Lizzy’s feet took a stand against the lack of enjoyment
And walked off to find themselves better employment...!!!




If I Were in Charge of the World

If I were in charge of the world
I’d cancel oatmeal,
Monday mornings,
Allergy shots, and also
Sara Stein berg

If I were in charge of the world
There’d be brighter night lights,
Healthier hamsters, and 
Basketball baskets forty-eight inches lower.

If I were in charge of the world
You wouldn't have lonely.
You wouldn't have clean.
You wouldn't have bedtimes.
Or “Don’t punch your sister.”
You wouldn't even have sisters.

If I were in charge of the world
A chocolate sundae with whipped cream and nuts
would be a vegetable.
All 007 movies would be G. 
And a person who sometimes forgot to brush,
And sometimes forgot to flush,
Would still be allowed to be

In charge of the world...!!!




Mike Teavee

The most important thing we've learned, 
So far as children are concerned, 
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let 
Them near your television set-
Or better still, just don’t install 
The idiotic thing at all. 
In almost every house we've been, 
We've watched them gaping at the screen. 
They loll and slop and lounge about, 
And stare until their eyes pop out. 
(Last week in someone’s place we saw 
A dozen eyeballs on the floor.) 
They sit and stare and stare and sit 
Until they’re hypnotized by it, 
Until they’re absolutely drunk 
With all that shocking ghastly junk. 
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still, 
They don’t climb out the window sill, 
They never fight or kick or punch, 
They leave you free to cook the lunch 
And wash the dishes in the sink-
But did you ever stop to think, 
To wonder just exactly what 
This does to your beloved tot? 
IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE HEAD! 
IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD! 
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND! 
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND 
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND 
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND! 
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE! 
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE! 
HE CANNOT THINK-HE ONLY SEES! 
‘All right!’ you’ll cry. ‘All right!’ you’ll say, 
‘But if we take the set away, 
What shall we do to entertain 
Our darling children? Please explain!’ 
We’ll answer this by asking you, 
‘What used the darling ones to do? 
‘How used they keep themselves contented 
Before this monster was invented?’ 
Have you forgotten? Don’t you know? 
We’ll say it very loud and slow: 
THEY... USED... TO... READ! They’d READ and READ, 
AND READ and READ, and then proceed 
To READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks! 
One half their lives was reading books! 
The nursery shelves held books galore! 
Books cluttered up the nursery floor! 
And in the bedroom, by the bed, 
More books were waiting to be read! 
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic tales 
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales 
And treasure isles, and distant shores 
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars, 
And pirates wearing purple pants, 
And sailing ships and elephants, 
And cannibals crouching ‘round the pot, 
Stirring away at something hot. 
(It smells so good, what can it be? 
Good gracious, it’s Penelope.) 
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter 
With Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter, 
And Squirrel Nut-kin, Pigling Bland, 
And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and- 
Just How The Camel Got His Hump, 
And How the Monkey Lost His Rump, 
And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul, 
There’s Mr. Rat and Mr. Mole- 
Oh, books, what books they used to know, 
Those children living long ago! 
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray, 
Go throw your TV set away, 
And in its place you can install 
A lovely bookshelf on the wall. 
Then fill the shelves with lots of books, 
Ignoring all the dirty looks, 
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks, 
And children hitting you with sticks- 
Fear not, because we promise you 
That, in about a week or two 
Of having nothing else to do, 
They’ll now begin to feel the need 
Of having something to read. 
And once they start-oh boy, oh boy! 
You watch the slowly growing joy 
That fills their hearts. They’ll grow so keen 
They’ll wonder what they’d ever seen 
In that ridiculous machine, 
That nauseating, foul, unclean, 
Repulsive television screen! 
And later, each and every kid 

Will love you more for what you did...!!!




Not Tired

I will not go to bed.
I simply am not tired
I’d much prefer to stay awake
I feel so alive and wired,

Sleeping is a waste of time
Why sleep when you could play?
Imagine how much we’d get done,
If we always were awake.

I will not go to bed.
I’m not ready to rest
Just because you saw me yawn
doesn't mean I’m drowsy yet,

I’m wide awake
make no mistake
I will not go to bed.
I will not go to bed..

even though its warm and safe..
I’m not drooping my head,
But maybe... just in case..
I should go and close my eyes,

so they don’t get dry
from staring at the light
maybe I’ll just lay here a bit..

OK. Maybe I’ll say goodnight...!!!




Later the poem.

Later is my favorite time to do the things that must be done.
Right now I’m far too cozy in my chair.
I will be sure to pick my socks up as soon as Later comes,
But now I don’t much mind that they are there.

And I’ll Finnish that urgent assignment
that’s highlighted with lots of red ink,
and Later I’ll turn of the stove,
But first I need a moment to think

So stop shouting Please
And leave me in Peace

I’ll deal with the fire in my hair Later...!!!




The Walrus and the Carpenter

The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright-
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done-
‘It’s very rude of him.’ she said,
‘To come and spoil the fun!’

The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead-
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand:
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
‘If this were only cleared away,’
They said, ‘it would be grand.’

‘If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose,’ the Walrus said,
‘That they could get it clear?’
‘l doubt it,’ said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

‘O Oysters, come and walk with us!
The Walrus did beseech.
‘A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each.’

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head-
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

Out four young Oysters hurried up.
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat-
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more-
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

‘The time has come,’ the Walrus said,
‘To talk of many things:
Of shoes- and ships- and sealing wax-
Of cabbages- and kings-
And why the sea is boiling hot-
And whether pigs have wings.’

‘But wait a bit,’ the Oysters cried,
‘Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!’
‘No hurry!’ said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

‘A loaf of bread,’ the Walrus said,
‘Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed-
Now, if you’re ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed.’

‘But not on us!’ the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
‘After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!’
‘The night is fine,’ the Walrus said,
‘Do you admire the view?’

‘It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!’
The Carpenter said nothing but
‘Cut us another slice-
I wish you were not quite so deaf-
I've had to ask you twice!’

‘It seems a shame,’ the Walrus said,
‘To play them such a trick.
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!’
The Carpenter said nothing but
‘The butter’s spread too thick!’

‘I weep for you,’the Walrus said:
‘I deeply sympathize.’
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket- handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

‘O Oysters,’ said the Carpenter,
‘You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?’
But answer came there none-
And this was scarcely odd, because

They’d eaten every one...!!!
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