Playing Inside
©1995 Susan Noyes Anderson, Lollipops
Sometimes I close my eyes to see
what’s going on inside.
At first, it just looks dark, but then
my mind’s eyes open wide.
Children's Poems
Welcome to the children’s poetry section of my website. I hope these poems for kids will instill a love for language, rhythm, and rhyme that encourages young people to think more deeply, imagine more fully, smile with new delight, or laugh right out loud. Children’s poems can also be pleasing to parents, educators, speakers, artists…anyone who is young at heart. May you have as much fun reading this poetry for kids as I did writing it! I am certainly going to enjoy sharing them with this broader audience on my website.
FINDING THE POEM YOU WANT: As you scroll through this section, simply read each snippet sample (usually the first four lines) to get a feel for the poem. When you find something you like, click “CONTINUE READING” to view the entire poem.
(My work may be used free for non-commercial purposes only. Please request permission by email and include full copyright information, legibly printed, on every copy made. For internet use, a link back to the poem on this website is required.)
I Forgot
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson
I wrote a good story but something went wrong.
I had all the characters where they belong.
The setting was great, and the word use was strong.
The length was just right … not too short, not too long.
Vote for Me!
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson
Vote 4 me!
I am running for Vice President.
Vote 4 me!
I will give you one hundred percent.
Vote 4 me!
If you want changes made, I’m your man.
Vote 4 me!
I will serve any way that I can.
Boo Hoo Flu
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson
Boo hoo hoo, I’ve got the flu.
I caught it, but it caught me too.
Do you think it would let me be
if I yelled “Ally-all-come-free!”?
If you liked this poem, you might enjoy reading Pox Stampede.
Now we have the coronavirus to deal with, too. Wish I could find a better hiding place than stuck in my house!
Copy Cat
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson
My little brother copies me.
He does just what I do.
He lugs around a baseball bat
and wears my shinguards too.
My Gardener
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson
My favorite day is Monday.
That’s the day the gardener comes.
I love to watch him pull the weeds
And plant chrysanthemums.
My Hero
©1991 Susan Noyes Anderson
My hero is the kind of guy
who hang glides upside down,
who skis on one ski, backwards,
and yells “Score!” when he falls down.
The Jerk
©1995 Susan Noyes Anderson
I did not lose.
There’s just no way.
I played a perfect
game today.