Top 16 Best Poems for Kids

Green cabbage
So cool and refreshing
The cabbage leaves
Forming a circle
The young cabbage bud
Lying peacefully in the center

Phạm Hổ

The climbing plant
So small and tiny
Inside the house

It creeps out

Through the window

And stretches its neck

To the sky

Asking why?

The plant answers:

Outside, where it's fresh

To breathe easy

To bask in the sunlight

To wash with the rain

That's how the plant grows tall

And the flowers bloom beautifully.

Xuân Tửu

Golden like the moon
Hanging on the branches
With smooth, shiny skin
Starfruit, how sweet your fragrance!

Thanh Thảo

A new friend at school
Still a little shy
You teach them to sing
Invite them to play
The teacher smiles

The teacher praises the unity.

Nguyễn Văn Chương

The crab with eight legs
Struts proudly with its two claws
Wearing a white apron
Strolling through the village fields

Trần Mạnh Hảo

The white butterfly
Flutters around a rose branch
It meets a bee
Hurrying in flight
The butterfly calls out
Inviting it to play
The bee replies
I am still busy
My mother told me
There are tasks to finish
Playing freely
Mother wouldn't approve.

Nhược Thủy

A green seaweed, so fine,
Like silk dyed in hues divine,
In the crystal waters, it glides,
Flowing gently with graceful strides.
A school of small fish swim near,
Their red silk tails appear,
All around the seaweed's beauty,
They dance in joyful harmony.

Pham Ho

Ten round eggs, so neat,
A mother hen keeps them warm and sweet,
Today they hatch, a perfect sight,
Ten baby chicks, oh, what a delight.
From the yolk and the egg white,
They form beaks and tiny feet,
With little beaks so fine,
And tiny legs that shine.
Soft golden feathers, oh so bright,
And eyes that sparkle with delight.

Pham Ho

Con cá vàng

Quàng khăn lụa

Giữ nước trong

Cùng bạn múa.

Nguyễn Bao

Oh Moon, where do you come from?
Perhaps from a playground
You fly like a ball
Some friend kicks you into the sky.

Tran Dang Khoa

The purple eggplant flowers
The golden pumpkin blooms
The pomegranate blossoms bright
As red as a firefly
The sesame flowers are small
Delicate and pretty
The white plum blossoms pure
Shaking in the breeze
Now, little ones
Don’t pluck the fresh flowers
For flowers love everyone
And they turn into fruit.

Thu Ha

When my feet wear shoes
They feel so cozy
The shoes are happy too
As they search all around the house.

Pham Ho

Hay nói ầm ĩ

Là con vịt bầu

Hay hỏi đâu đâu

Là con chó vện

Hay chăng dây điện

Là con nhện con

Ăn no quay tròn

Là cối xay lúa

Mồm thở ra gió

Là cái quạt hòm

Không ăn cỏ non

Là con trâu sắt...

Trần Đăng Khoa

Mẹ đi làm

Từ sáng sớm

Dậy thổi cơm

Kho thịt cá

Em kề má

Được mẹ thơm

Ôi mẹ ơi!

Yêu mẹ lắm.

Nguyễn Bao

Tick-tock, tick-tock
That's the clock
Even if it travels far
The three hands run together
Energetic and eager
That's the second hand
Doing its duty well
That's the minute hand
Pausing for just a moment
Doesn’t harm anyone
It rests all day
Only the hour hand moves
Pity, so sad
The second hand, so thin
Winding up the minute hand
But suddenly asking
Who remembers the second hand?

Dang Hoang Vu

After school, mother picks me up
Holding my hand as we walk through the street
Mother always reminds me

To walk on the sidewalk

The road is full of various vehicles

If crossing, I must wait

Only when the green light comes, I can go

I quietly nod and whisper

I remember, mother.

Luong Thi Xiem