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Continue through our archive of weekly poems and discover verses about life, faith, kindness, friendship, love, the seasons, and the many experiences that shape our days. Each poem offers a different thought to reflect on and perhaps a little encouragement to carry into the week ahead.
Some of these poems remind us to appreciate our blessings, while others encourage perseverance, kindness, gratitude, and faith. You'll also find poems for Christmas, New Year, Thanksgiving, birthdays, autumn, winter, and other meaningful moments throughout the year.
We hope these poems give you a reason to pause and reflect. You can find even more inspiration in our collection of poems. We also have an archive of Weekly Quotes and more selections on Weekly Quotes Page 2.
Updated September 17, 2026, by Catherine Pulsifer.
The Child And The Year
Poet: Celia Thaxter
Said the Child to the youthful Year:
"What hast thou in store for me,
O giver of beautiful gifts, what cheer,
What joy dost thou bring with thee?"
"My seasons four shall bring
Their treasures: the winter's snows,
The autumn's store, and the flowers of spring,
And the summer's perfect rose.
"All these and more shall be thine,
Dear Child, - but the last and best
Thyself must earn by a strife divine.
If thou wouldst be truly blest.
"Wouldst know this last, best gift?
"'Tis a conscience clear and bright,
A peace of mind which the soul can lift
To an infinite delight.
"Truth, patience, courage, and love
If thou unto me can'st bring,
I will set thee all earth's ills above.
O Child, and crown thee a King!"
A Christmas Turkey
Poet: Crocket McElroy
A Christmas present is easy to make,
But a token of friendship should follow,
Mine is enclosed in the turkey you take,
Which is solid proof it is not hollow.
As a toothsome sign of love it is sent,
And to show you what our Maker can do,
He tells us to love with earnest intent,
And has provided this turkey for you.
Take it, and bake it, then richly enjoy,
And forget not the friend you befriended,
Whose heart will ever remember with joy,
The kind assistance you promptly lended.
May God bless you and your family dear,
And keep all of you healthy and happy,
That you may gladly welcome each New Year,
And on every Christmas be merry.
Christmas Eve
Poet: Lillian E. Curtis
Ah, yes, another year with its rapid flight,
With its promised pleasures that deceive.
Another year with all its changes, great or slight,
Brings us to Christmas Eve.
My mind is wandering far away, -
May I not my dear Father grieve.
To my mind there rushes a brighter day.
Revived by Christmas Eve.
My mind is flighty, but my heart is true,
Dear Father, I'll look to thee.
For thou wilt kindly lead me through,
And guide me o'er Life's treacherous sea.
Dreams
Poet: Paul Laurence Dunbar
What dreams we have and how they fly
Like rosy clouds across the sky;
Of wealth, of fame, of sure success,
Of love that comes to cheer and bless;
And how they wither, how they fade,
The waning wealth, the jilting jade
The fame that for a moment gleams,
Then flies forever, - dreams, ah - dreams!
O burning doubt and long regret,
O tears with which our eyes are wet,
Heart–throbs, heart–aches, the glut of pain,
The somber cloud, the bitter rain,
You were not of those dreams - ah! well,
Your full fruition who can tell?
Wealth, fame, and love, ah! love that beams
Upon our souls, all dreams - ah! dreams.
The Fallen Snow
Poet: John Kendrick Bangs
The snow hath fallen, and the world
Lies in an icy mantle furled,
The which to some speaks but of ill
And wintry chill.
To me,
Its perfect whiteness, and the glint
Of spotless beauty are a hint
That in a world of flaws, and flecks.
And sorry specks,
There still are stores of Purity,
Unsullied by the stress and strife
Of Life.
Gratitude
Poet: Margaret E. Sangster
I thank You for these gifts, dear God,
Upon Thanksgiving Day -
For love and laughter and the faith
That makes me kneel to pray.
For life that lends me happiness,
And sleep that gives me rest,
These are the gifts that keep my heart
Serene within my breast.
Love, laughter, faith and life and sleep,
We own them, every one -
They carry us along the road
That leads from sun to sun.
Thinks Of Thee
Poet: M. E. B.
Bright be this happy day -
Bright as the flowers of May -
Yet e'er it pass away,
Think once of me.
Think of the friend of yore,
Kindly as heretofore.
Who, never meeting more.
Still thinks of thee.
Scatter Seeds of Kindness
Poet: Winona Lewis
Let us scatter seeds of kindness.
For in nature's varied soil,
We'll be sure to find some portion
Which shall well reward our toil.
And though some spots seem barren,
'Tis the blasting wind of care
And the coldness of humanity
Have left their impress there.
Let us scatter seeds of kindness,
And bright rays of heavenly love
Will be sure to gain our labor
If we trust in Him above.
For, though some spots be rugged.
Or in solitary gloom
We can hope that seeds of kindness
Even there will often bloom.
Let us scatter seeds of kindness,
And then trust in God's good will;
For the heaven-born labor
With a joy our hearts shall fill.
For this bleak world's icy coldness
Has too often cast a gloom
O'er some gentle, loving nature
Where the choiies flowers may bloom.
Then scatter seeds of kindness,
For in nature's varied soil.
We'll be sure to find some portion
Which shall well reward our toil.
For although some spots seem 'barren,
'Tis the blasting wind of 'care.
And the coldness of humanity
Have left their impress there.
Wealth
Poet: Nettie Steeves
There is lots of wealth in this old world,
If men would search it out.
There is gold and silver in the mines,
And lots of gems, no doubt.
But what is wealth to be compared
With peace and love at home.
Where friends are friends whom you can trust,
Why should you want to roam?
But wealth can give you lots of things
That peace cannot afford.
Wealth can take wings and fly away with those
Who love their gold to hoard.
To Competence
Poet: C. E. Lund
The constant plodder will succeed,
Though he be dull and slow;
True industry will gain reward,
Where sloth can never go.
Industry in childhood days,
Frugality in youth,
Are stepping stones in later life
To competence, in truth.
Flowers
Poet: Nettie Steeves
Each little flow on earth
Is kissed with morning dew
Each little rain drop from above
Has work on earth to do.
Every little ray of sunlight
The beauty in some flowers unfold
Each cheery song the robin sings
May cheer some lonely soul.
Each little snowflake in the air
Has its appointed place
To cover o'er the frozen earth
In white, from upper space.
Each little stream that gently flows
Along its banks some flowers grow,
Each little daisy in the dell
Lover's secrets know, but daises don't tell.
Do Not Answer Back
Poet: David V. Bush
Yea, call me blockhead, dunce or clown,
Dumfool and all the rest;
Yet I will never answer back
Or hit beneath the vest.
I'll let my life speak for itself;
I'll rest at peace serene
With naught to fear or dread altho'
My foes use paris green.
You cannot say enough harsh things
To make me “lose my goat;"
I'll take abuse, a plenty man,
And then give up my coat.
Yea, tackle me with fouling blows,
Yes, strike at me behind,
And do your level best, dear sir,
I will not wince or whine.
I'll not talk back or answer you;
I'll work with might and main;
Altho' you dirty me with mud,
I'll wash my shirt again.
Before I’ll answer slander’s tongue
Before I’ll make retort
I’ll let my life and manner, sir,
Secure me as a fort.
There’s one safe way to have no scars
When gossip dogs your track,
And that is just to bridle speech
And do not answer back.
Be What We Are
Let us, then, be what we are, and
speak what we think, and in all things
Keep yourselves loyal to truth,
and the sacred professions of friendship.
It is no secret I tell you,
nor am I ashamed to declare it:
I have liked to be with you,
to see you, to speak with you always.
Years Go By
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Think of all the special people
Who love you and care
The people in your life
Who touched you by being there.
Don't count your candles
Or think about the years
Think about your blessings
Don't let your birthday be a fear.
Each year that goes by
Remember you are blessed
To have so many people
Who have contributed to your happiness.
Beautiful
Poet: W. A. Bixler
Beautiful sun that giveth us light,
Beautiful moon that shineth by night,
Beautiful planets in the heaven so far,
Beautiful twinkle of each little star.
Beautiful waters so blue and so clear,
Beautiful sound of the surges we hear,
Beautiful brooklet, its ripples so sweet,
Beautiful flowers that bloom at our feet.
Beautiful springtime when all is delight;
Beautiful summer, so warm and so bright;
Beautiful autumn, with fruits and with grain;
Beautiful winter, with snowflakes again.
Autumn
Poet: N. A. Haven
I love the dews of night;
I love the howling wind;
I love to hear the tempests sweep
O'er the billows of the deep!
For nature's saddest scenes delight
The melancholy mind.
Autumn! I love thy bower,
With faded garlands dressed;
How sweet alone to linger there
When tempests ride the midnight air!
To snatch from mirth a fleeting hour,
The Sabbath of the breast!
Autumn! I love thee well;
Though bleak thy breezes blow;
I love to see the vapors rise,
And clouds roll wildly round the skies,
Where from the plain the mountains swell.
And foaming torrents flow.
Autumn! thy fading flowers
Droop but to bloom again;
So man, though doomed to grief awhile,
To hang on Fortune's flckle smile,
Shall glow in heaven with nobler powers,
Nor sigh for peace in vain.
Without You
Poet: Henry Dumont
Without you, love, the day would hold no light,
The kindly stars would vanish from the night,
The flowers would forget to wake at morn,
The rose die sleeping, leaving but the thorn,
Without you.
Without you, love, no promise would be bright,
Hope's golden sun would darken at its height,
The world of all its glory would be shorn,
And I should be a wanderer, forlorn
Without you.
Key Reflections In These Weekly Poems
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Each Season Of Life Has Something To Teach Us
From the changing seasons to birthdays and New Year celebrations, these poems remind us that life keeps moving forward. Each new season can bring lessons, blessings, and opportunities for growth.
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Kindness Makes A Difference
Several of these poems encourage us to show kindness, friendship, and consideration toward others. Even simple words and thoughtful actions can bring encouragement to someone who needs it.
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Our Greatest Riches Are Not Always Material
Money and possessions have their place, but love, peace, friendship, faith, and gratitude often bring a deeper kind of happiness. These poems encourage us to appreciate the blessings that cannot be measured by wealth.
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Faith Can Give Us Strength
Faith appears throughout several of these poems as a source of comfort and direction. Trusting God can help us remain hopeful and thankful as we face the changing circumstances of life.
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Conclusion
Poetry can give us a different way of looking at the ordinary experiences of life. A changing season, a birthday, a friendship, an act of kindness, or a quiet moment of gratitude can all remind us of what truly matters.
May these weekly poems encourage you to appreciate your blessings, face challenges with hope, and share kindness wherever you can. As another week unfolds, carry with you the words that speak most strongly to your heart.
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