Poems and Poetry for Children's Day.
Check this post for excellent suggestions for Poems and Poetry for Children's Day. O Children's Day is a date celebrated annually in the month of October, but precisely on the 12th.
This date celebrates the children's rights and adolescents, a right that was granted in 1989 when the united nations adopted the convention on the rights of the child. ratified, must ensure all children without distinction of race, color, sex, language, religion, ethnic origin - Access to certain rights basic.
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every child in the world
It must be well protected
Against the rigors of time
Against the rigors of life.
child must have a name
child has to have a home
Be healthy and not be hungry
Be confident and study.
It's not a question of wanting
No question of agreeing
children's rights
Everyone has to respect.Ruth Rocha
Child, Flower Bud
every child needs love
I'm like a flower bud
sometimes i want to be big people
Be strong like a giant.
child wants to smile
child wants to talk
child wants to hear
Child wants to shut up.
child wants to be happy
Do what you want
Scratching walls with chalk
Scribble papers with pencil or pen.
Rosângela Trajano
Take care of me gently,
I'm small, fragile,
I need to learn that love
makes the fountain of joy abound.
Talk to me with love,
explain things to me correctly
and give me time to understand them.
offer opportunities
to my small steps,
to my tiny hands,
to my short arms.
respect my size
and my impossibilities,
you, at my age,
also felt such limitations.
When I get a little bigger,
don't see me while
a small man and yes
while a big child.
let me decide the time
to become an adult.
Show me right and wrong,
the good and the bad, the good and the bad
and don't allow me anything that
make me a dictator.
Value my achievements,
take my learning seriously.
tell me not so often
as many as needed, however,
please love me, love me so much,
I'm here, not for asking to be,
I'm here because one day
you went to get me.
Maria da Graça Almeida
child's joy
It's so easy, so delicious!
Any dream is achieved.
And life is rosy.
The toy or the box,
Everything is for playing.
everything always fits
At this stage of inventing.
Tag, hide and seek, mau-bad…
Cat meows, police and thief…
coolest joke
It comes from the imagination.
you play all day
And with everything that appears.
If adult is the one who plays,
They say of him: "This one doesn't grow!"
but child has fun
In a different way.
she takes it more seriously
The mission to be content.
anything in this life
It can become a joke.
Rain, river, rising cloud…
Anything you want.
when you are big
Keep up the fun.
With a ball, paint or house...
There is a profession!
even with words
We can play.
See this poetry?
I joke is rhyming!
Evelyn Heine
every child in the world
It must be well protected
Against the rigors of time
Against the rigors of life.
child must have a name
child has to have a home
Be healthy and not be hungry
Be confident and study.
It's not a question of wanting
No question of agreeing
children's rights
Everyone has to respect.
is entitled to attention
right to have no fears
Right to books and bread
Right to have toys.
But children also have
The right to smile.
running on the edge of the sea,
Have coloring pencils…
See a shooting star,
Film that has a robot,
Get a beautiful gift,
Hear Grandfather Stories.
down the slide,
soap bubble,
Ice cream, if it's hot,
Play guessing.
Strawberry with Chantilly,
See top hat magician,
The song of the good-te-vi,
Ball, ball, ball, ball!
lick bottom of pan
to be treated with affection
be cheerful and chatty
You can also say no!
Cart, games, dolls,
Set up a pitching game,
Hopscotch, shuttlecocks,
And a jump rope.
A canoe ride,
Honey smeared bread,
Loosen a little...
Counting stars in the sky…
Reading a comic,
a smart friend,
Kite at the end of the line,
A good hot dog.
celebrate the birthday,
With candy, cake and balloon!
Play with lots of friends,
Jump on the mattress.
Books with a lot of pictures,
Take a train trip,
A little adventure...
Someone to love…
Feast of St. John,
With fire and firecracker,
Pé-de-moleque and rojão,
With square and little flag.
walking in the rain,
Listening to music and dancing.
See sauva path,
Smell the sea.
Stepping barefoot in the clay,
Eating fruit in the orchard,
See joão-de-barro's house,
Very moonlit night.
have time to do anything,
Have someone comb your hair,
Be quiet for a while...
Talk nineteen to the dozen.
And when night comes,
A nice warm bath,
Feeling of well-being...
Preferably a collar.
Although I'm not king,
Decree, in this country,
that every, every child
You have the right to be happy!
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