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Poems and Quotes for Daycare and More!
A collection of my favorite poems and quotes.Poems By Daycare ProvidersPoems About Daycare Providers Poems For Children Poems For Mothers Poems For Fathers Poems For Teachers Quotes and Stories from Daycare Plus, Some Funny Things Kids Say
Poems by Daycare Providers
Forever In My Heart Although I'm not their mother
I care for them each day,
I cuddle, sing and read to them
And watch them as they play.
I see each new accomplishment,
I help them grow and learn.
I understand their language,
I listen with concern.
They come to me for comfort,
And I kiss away their tears.
They proudly show their work to me,
I give the loudest cheers!
No, I 'm not their mother,
But my role is just as strong.
I nurture them and keep them safe,
Though maybe not for long.
I know someday the time will come,
When we will have to part.
But I know each child I cared for,
Is forever in my heart! ~ Author Unknown ~
A Hundred Years From Now A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove ... but the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child. ~ Author Unknown ~
Smiling Smiling is infectious; you catch it like the flu.
When someone smiled at me today, I started smiling too.
I passed around a corner and someone saw my grin.
When he smiled, I realized I had passed it on to him.
I thought about that smile and then I realized its worth.
A single smile, just like mine, could travel around the earth.
So if you feel a smile begin, don’t leave it undetected.
Let’s start an epidemic quick and get the world infected. ~ Author Unknown ~
Partnership They bring their child to me
and hope I'll come to know.
How much the offspring means to them,
their trust in me bestowed. They bring their child to me
with love and hope and pride,
looking for a helping hand,
a teacher who will guide. They bring their child to me,
and our partnership is clear:
To nurture and allow to bloom
a life we both hold dear. They bring their child to me,
a step toward letting go
and trusting in our special plan
to help the child grow. ~ By Gloria Weber Henbesst ~
Child Care Provider Sanity Poem Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray my sanity may I keep.
For if some peace I do not find,
I'm pretty sure I'll lose my mind. I pray I find a little quiet,
Far from the daily daycare riot,
May I lie back--not have to think,
about what they're stuffing down the sink,
or who they're with, or where they're at,
and what they're doing to the cat. I pray for time all to myself,
(did something just fall off a shelf?)
To cuddle in my nice, soft bed,
(Oh no, another goldfish--dead!) Some silent moments for goodness sake,
(Did I just hear a window break?)
And that I need not cook or clean,
(well heck, I've got the right to dream). Yes now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray my wits about me keep,
But as I look around I know,
I must have lost them long ago! ~Author Unknown ~
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Poems About Daycare Providers
Ode to a Child Care Provider Little children come to me for hugs and books and such
I care for all their simple needs and I also fix them lunch.
I pick up toys, I mop their spills and often dry their tears.
I change their diapers, settle fights, and kiss away their tears
I tie their shoes, I button coats and push them on the swing.
I really love these kids, you see, but there is just one thing
Call me Mom or Aunt or Anne, and those names just might fit.
But please don't call me SITTER, because I never get to SIT!
A Childcare Provider A willing partner for working moms,
she comforts, pampers, soothes and calms.
With all the love she has to share,
she's great to have when mommy can't be there.
She loves to rock a fussy child,
corrects the one that gets too wild.
She hears her share of tearful pleas,
and comforts those with skinned up knees.
With little children she plays games of peek,
for bigger ones it's hide and seek.
She is an expert at each game,
but somehow loses just the same.
She helps them learn the alphabet,
and gives them hugs when they're upset.
She gently tucks them in their beds,
with dreamland tales for sleepyheads.
She is a true and trusted friend,
who helps them learn and play pretend.
Although she's paid, it's plain to see,
she serves them with a love that's free. ~ Author Unknown ~
Definition of a Child Care Provider Child Care Pro-vi-der (child'kâr prõ vid'er)n. chef, baker, janitor, sock and shoe finder, coat buttoner, boot fitter, bottle washer, grocery shopper, diaper changer, protector, dish washer, nose wiper, vegetable pusher, floor sweeper, waiter, story teller, playground attendant, PE teacher, activity director, driver, zoo keeper, inspector, aerobics instructor, tutor, entertainer, therapist, manager, derby instructor, performer, bookkeeper, self-esteem builder, teacher, helper, well wisher, nurse, traffic controller, noise controller, life saver, thinker, problem solver, engineer, designer, counselor, safety instructor, arbitrator, creator, inventor, companion, musician, historian, technician, dietitian, athlete, beautician, fire marshall, analyst, artist, dentist, scientist, biologist, technologist, accountant, manicurist, receptionist, environmentalist, pharmacist, hygienist, speech therapist, reader, builder, informer, composer, supervisor, author, navigator, peacemaker, friend. . . . . . .
A Child Care ProviderA substitute for working moms,
She comforts, pampers, soothes, and calms.
With all the love she has to share,
She's great to have when mom's not there.
She loves to rock a fussy child,
Corrects the one who gets too wild.
She hears her share of tearful pleas,
And comforts those with skinned up knees.
With little children she plays peek,
For bigger ones it's hide and seek.
She is an expert at each game,
But somehow loses just the same.
She help them learn the alphabet,
And gives them hugs when they're upset.
She gently tucks them in their beds,
With dreamland tales for sleepyheads.
She is a true and trusted friend,
Who helps them learn and play pretend.
Although she's paid, it's plain to see,
She serves them with a love that's free. ~ by Larry Howland ~
The Hand Holder
A Tribute to Childcare Providers There is no job more important than yours,
no job anywhere else in the land.
Your are the keepers of the future:
you hold the smallest of hands.
Into your care you are trusted
to nurture and care for the young,
and for all of your everyday heroics,
your talents and skills go unsung. You wipe tears from the eyes of the injured.
You rock babies brand new in your arms.
You encourage the shy and unsure child.
You make sure they are safe from all harm.
You foster the bonds of friendships,
letting no child go away mad.
You respect and you honor their emotions.
You give hugs to each child when they're sad. You have more impact than does a professor,
a child's mind is molded by four;
so whatever you lay on the table
is whatever that child will explore.
Give each child the tools for adventure,
let them be artists and writers and more;
let them fly in the wind and dance on the stars
and build castles of sand on the shore. It is true that you don't make much money
and you don't get a whole lot of praise,
but when one small child says, "I love you,"
you're reminded of how this job pays. ~ By Dori Rossmann
Executive Director, Kids Town USA
The Daycare Provider who Lived in a ShoeThere was a provider who lived in a shoe
But being professional, she knew what to do.
She made best use of the space she could spare
And set up her home for family child care. She registered with the state, called USDA,
Checked in with her R & R the very next day.
She knew she would need help in her situation,
The answer was joining a provider association. She took CPR and First Aid classes, too
And brushed up on all the things kids like to do.
She advertised, interviewed, contracted, and then
She counted the kids carefully -- no more than ten. She fed them good foods and recorded it, too.
She potty-trained Jake; helped Mark tie his shoe.
Collected art items and made a new batch of clay
And cut out cute pictures for a new theme's display. She diapered, she bandaged, she wiped every nose.
She comforted Tim when Sue stepped on his toes.
She cooked and she washed, scrubbing floors, scraping glue.
She recorded attendance; did her bookkeeping, too. She wrote parents notes home 'bout the kids in her care,
Anecdotes and concerns that they'd want her to share.
She read to the children while they sat in her lap
And she sang to them softly when they started to nap. She called a provider who was feeling depressed.
She spoon-fed the baby, then got him redressed.
She picked up and dusted when they went out the door.
She updated records, picked up toys, mopped the floor. She started the laundry, checked the mail, made a list
Of the groceries she needed and the chores that she'd missed.
She collapsed in a chair and put up her feet,
Then in came her family wanting something to eat. She fed them all quickly, heard their stories, gave them hugs,
Then she rapidly washed up all the dishes and mugs.
As the family retired at the end of the day
She got out some books to study for her CDA. She reflects on her day, in her eye there's a gleam,
For this provider is developing pride and esteem.
She works a long day and the pay isn't fair,
But the kids that she works with get quality care. Their parents commute to their work sites each day,
Concerns about child care aren't in their way.
They are free to produce at a marvelous rate,
Which benefits business all over the state. If you live in a big house or even a shoe,
Great is the work a provider can do.
Be proud, stand up tall, wear a smile on your face,
You are helping "tomorrow" be a much better place! ~ Author Unknown ~
What Do Daycare Providers Make? The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life.
One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with children.
He argued, "What's a kid going to learn from someone who decided
their best option in life was to become a daycare provider?" He reminded the other dinner guests what they say
about daycare providers:
"Those who can, do. Those who can't, watch kids."
To stress his point he said to another guest;
"You're a babysitter, Susan. Be honest. What do you make?" Susan, who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied,
"If you really want to know what I make,I will tell you. I make kids play harder than they ever thought they could.
I make a completed art project feel like winning the Congressional Medal of Honor.
I make kids share, speak kindly and be accountable for their actions." "You want to know what I make?
I make kids wonder.
I make them question.
I make them try.
I make them apologize and mean it.
I make them write.
I make them read, read, read.
I make them understand that if you use your brains,
and follow your heart,
you can accomplish anything.
I make them know they are important and loved.
I make them know they are special.
I make them know if someone ever
tries to judge them by what they make,
they must pay no attention because
that person just didn't learn." Susan paused and then continued.
"You really want to know what I make?"
"I MAKE A DIFFERENCE."
"What do you make?"
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Poems for Children
Toddler's Creed If I want it, it's mine.
If I give it to you and change my mind later, it's mine.
If I take it away from you, it's mine.
If I had it a little while ago, it's mine.
If it's mine, it will never belong to anybody else, no matter what.
If we are building something together, all the pieces are mine.
If it looks just like mine, it's mine. ~ Author Unknown ~
For a Child Leaving Daycare I'm glad I was your provider
I've come to love you so
I can't believe the end is here
I hate to see you go!
Remember all the fun we had
In all the things we did
But most of all remember. . .
Your a very special kid! ~ Author Unknown ~
Pillowcase Poem (This poem is also for a child who is leaving daycare. Using fabric paint, write this poem on a pillowcase and have all the other children in daycare place their handprints on the pillowcase.) Now I lay me down to sleep
I'll count these hands instead of sheep
And think of all the friends I made
When at ____________ House I played.
Kids who are Different Here's to the kids who are different,
The kids who don't always get A's,
The kids who have ears twice the size of their peers,
And noses that go on for days... Here's to the kids who are different,
The kids they call crazy or dumb,
The ones that don't fit, with the guts and the grit,
Who dance to a different drum... Here's to the kids who are different,
The kids with the mischievous streak,
For when they are grown, as history's shown,
Its their difference that makes them unique. ~ Author Unknown ~
For poems written especially for that baby in your life, take a look at Cute Baby Poems. This website features poems that can be used for baby gifts, baby showers, christenings and more.
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Poems for Mothers
Rocking My Baby Cleaning and scrubbing can wait til tomorrow
For babies grow up we learn to our sorrow
So quiet down cobwebs and dust go to sleep
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep
When You Thought I Wasn't Looking(A message every adult should read because children are watching you and doing as you do, not as you say.) When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you hang my first painting on the refrigerator and I immediately wanted to paint another one. When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you feed a stray cat and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals. When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my favorite cake for me and I learned that the little things can be the special things in life. When you thought I wasn't looking, I heard you say a prayer and I knew that there is a God I could always talk to, and I learned to trust in Him. When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick and I learned that we all have to help take care of each other. When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you give of your time and money to help people who had nothing and I learned that those who have something should give to those who don't. When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it and I learned we have to take care of what we are given. When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn't feel good and I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grow up. When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw tears come from your eyes and I learned that sometimes things hurt, but it's all right to cry. When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw that you cared and I wanted to be everything that I could be. When you thought I wasn't looking, I learned most of life's lessons that I need to know to be a good and productive person when I grow up. When you thought I wasn't looking I looked at you and wanted to say, 'Thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn't looking.
A Touch of Love He was six months old and full of fun,
With a blink of an eye, he was suddenly one.
There were so many things we were going to do,
But I turned my head and he was two.
At two he was very dependant on me,
But independance took over when he turned three.
His third birthday, another year I tried to ignore,
But when I lit the candles, there weren't three, but four.
Four was the year that he really strived,
Why, look at him now, he's already five.
Now he's ready for books and for rules,
This is the year that he goes to school.
The big day came, he was anxious to go,
We rode to school, going so, so slow.
As he climbed the steps and waived goodbye,
I felt a lump in my throat and tears stung in my eyes.
Time goes so fast, its hard to believe,
That just yesterday he was here at home with me.
And tomorrow when he drives home,
And I hear his music pound,
He'll be wearing his cap and graduation gown.
So I'm holding to the moments as hard as I can,
Because the next time I look, I'll be seeing a man. ~ Author Unknown ~
From Tricycles to Bicycles From little baby bottles to big boy cups,
From tricycles to bicycles, I've watched you grow up.
I savored your laugh, and answered your cries,
I saw your love deep down in your eyes. I cherished the squeals of earnest delight,
I'll never forget when you slept thru the night.
I taught you to walk then chased you around,
Picked up the pieces whenever you fell down. I fixed up bruised knees, and kissed away tears,
Made sure you felt loved, and chased away fears.
Every day I watch you growing taller, and taller,
The time you let me hold you growing smaller, and smaller. From baby bottles to big boy cups,
From tricycles to bicycles, I've watched you grow up.
I hope I've done you right by the things that I have done,
Because I couldn't ask God for a more wonderful son. ~ Author Unknown ~
If You Give a Mom a Muffin If you give a mom a muffin,
She'll want a cup of coffee to go with it.
She'll pour herself some.
Her three-year-old will spill the coffee.
She'll wipe it up. Wiping the floor, she'll find dirty socks.
She'll remember she has to do laundry.
When she puts the laundry in the washer,
She'll trip over boots and bump into the freezer. Bumping into the freezer will remind her
she has to plan for supper.
She will get out a pound of hamburger.
She'll look for her cookbook
("101 Things To Do With a Pound of Hamburger"). The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail.
She will see the phone bill, which is due tomorrow.
She will look for her checkbook.
The check book is in her purse
that is being dumped out by her two-year-old. She'll smell something funny. She'll change the two-year-old's diaper.
While she is changing the diaper, the phone will ring.
Her five-year-old will answer and hang up. She'll remember she wants to phone a friend for coffee.
Thinking of coffee will remind her
that she was going to have a cup.
And chances are... If she has a cup of coffee,
Her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it! ~~~~ Author Unknown ~~~~
What Did I Do Today Today I left some dishes dirty,
the bed got made around 3:30.
The diapers soaked a little longer,
The odor grew a little stronger. The crumbs I spilled the day before
Are staring at me from the floor.
the fingerprints there on the wall
Will likely be there still next fall. The dirty streaks on those window panes
Will still be there next time it rains.
Shame on you, you sit and say,
Just what did you do today? I held a baby till she slept
I held a toddler while he wept.
I played a game of hide and seek,
I squeezed a toy so it would squeak. I pulled a wagon, sang a song,
Taught a child right from wrong.
What did I do this whole day through?
Not much that shows, I guess that's true. Unless you think that what I've done,
might be important to someone
with deep green eyes and soft brown hair,
If that is true....I've done my share. ~ author unknown ~
My Little One My little one, my little one,
Oh, how you all have grown.
I look back thru the pages now
For the little ones I have known. It seems like only yesterday,
When you were learning to stand,
and looked at me with love and trust
as you reached for Mommy's hand. Oh, why must time rush by me
at such a frantic pace?
Give me just a moment more
To remember that small face. My little one, my little one,
the days were precious few,
when I could hold you in my arms
and wish the stars for you. ~ author unknown ~
When I'm a Little Old Lady I'll live with my children and bring them great joy
To repay all I have had from each girl and boy.
I shall draw on the walls and scuff up the floor
Run in and out without closing the door. I'll hide frogs in the pantry, socks under my bed
Whenever they scold me, I'll just hang my head.
I'll run and I'll romp, always fritter away
The time to be spent doing chores every day. I'll pester my children when they're on the phone
As long as they're busy, I won't leave them alone.
I'll hide candy in closets, rocks in a drawer
And never pick up my clothes from the floor. I'll dash off to the movies and not wash a dish
I'll plead for allowance whenever I wish.
I'll stuff up the plumbing and deluge the floor
As soon as they've mopped it, I'll flood it some more. When they correct me, I'll lie down and cry
Kicking and screaming, not a tear in my eye.
I'll take all their pencils and flashlights, and then
When they buy new ones, I'll take them again. I'll spill glasses of milk to complete every meal
Eat my banana and just drop the peel.
Put toys on the table, spill jam on the floor
I'll break lots of dishes as though I were four. What fun I shall have!! What joy it will be!!
To live with my children --- Like they lived with me!!! ~ author unknown ~
Little Eyes There are little eyes upon you
And they're watching night and day.
There are little ears that quickly
Take in every word you say. There are little hands all eager
To do anything you do
And a little girl who's dreaming
Of the day she'll be like you. You're the little angel's idol
You're the wisest of the wise.
In her little mind about you
No suspicions ever rise. She believes in you devoutly
Holds all you say and do
She will say and do, in your way
When she's grown up just like you. There's a wide-eyed little girl
Who believes you're always right
And her eyes are always open
And she watches day and night. You are setting an example
Every day in all you do
For the little girl who's waiting
To grow up to be like you. ~ author unknown ~
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Poems for Fathers
Walk A Little Slower Daddy "Walk a little slower Daddy,"
said a child so small,
"I'm following in your footsteps
and I don't want to fall. Sometimes your steps are very fast,
Sometimes they're hard to see;
So walk a little slower, Daddy,
For you are leading me. Someday when I'm all grown up,
You're what I want to be;
Then I will have a little child
Who'll want to follow me. And I would want to lead just right,
And know that I was true,
So walk a little slower, Daddy,
For I must follow you." ~ Author Unknown ~
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Poems for Teachers
The Teacher Thirty years ago she began teaching
Young children in their threes and fours;
She didn't know much about children at first,
But over time learned more and more. She gave them hugs and wiped their tears,
And never left them alone;
She guided them through the small things,
Which often turned out to be milestones. Her first students are all grown now,
And she waves to them when they pass;
There's a banker, a writer, a lawyer, an artist,
And parents with children in her class. To those who ask if she plays all day,
She says with a gleam in her eye
That she teaches bankers to add and subtract,
And artists the color of the sky. She teaches the alphabet to writers,
And lawyers what it means to be fair;
She teaches politicians to take their turn, She knows that what's learned in the sand-box
Will influence them for years to come;
It's the little things that shape them,
So impressionable are the young. If you to work with children,
And dance and sing and play,
Don't forget that you shape the future
By whom you teach today! ~Author Unknown~
Quotes and Stories from Daycare
To Quote the Sign That Hangs in My Front Entry Satisfaction Guaranteed or Double Your Kids Back!
Two year old Alex was getting ready to potty train. He brought all the supplies he would need to daycare and was so proud to show all the other kids his new "thunderwear".
I perform the monthly fire drills and storm drills in my daycare as required by state regulations. These drills ensure that the children will be prepared in case of an emergency. Because I am the only adult in a house with twelve children, I add one more drill. I ask the children what they would do if they walked into the kitchen and I was lying on the floor. It would look like I was sleeping but when they shook me I didn't wake up. The children I care for are very young and I depend on the four year olds to be the most responsible. The last time I asked this question to the children, one four year old girl answered with "I'd put you to bed." Thanks for the help!
I have a 2 year old little girl attending my daycare who's mother is pregnant. The little girl thinks she has a baby in her tummy too. Randomly during the day, the 2 year old puts her hands on her belly and tells me her baby is hurting.
The Funny Things Kids Say...
After seeing a pack of mint flavored gum lying on the kitchen counter, he explained to the other daycare kids, "That's the kind of gum you chew when you're on your way to daycare and realize you forgot to brush your teeth." ~ Jed, Age 4
Adam was just outgrowing naptime, so he was lying on the floor with the older kids for "quiet time" when he said, "I can't close one eye or the other eye closes too and then I fall asleep." ~ Adam, Age 4
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