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Sister Mother Poems | Mother Poems About Sister

These Sister Mother poems are examples of Mother poems about Sister. These are the best examples of Sister Mother poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Details | Free verse |

Summers Eve

~Summer’s Eve ~


I am a woman!
I am proud-

I am everything you want. 
Plus more
The adoring wife,
A beautiful mother, 
A grandmother a granddaughter 
A daughter, a sister,
A lover, the aunt.
Your enemy, your friend.
I am the working lady.
A widow left behind.

  I AM!
The Spawn of Adam's rib-

  I AM!
A mentor throughout this world. 
A lady with class, sometimes a material girl.
A flower, and the sound of rain.


I am the color of the rainbow. 
I am deeper than the sea. 
I am the pink ribbon you wear.
I am delicate like snow.

  I AM!
The sun and the moon in your eyes.
A twister during dark skies.

  I AM!
The Daughter of Eve-

And, here is the only feeling I want to endorse. 
 Summer's Eve.

*****
In honor and appreciation to all the women of the world.
Happy Mother’s day!

By;PD


Details | Rhyme |

The truth about women

Bestowed with femininity,
     wisdom, elegance, and grace,
     exemplifying dignity, daughter of the human race.

X chromosome integrity
      ordains attributes endowed,
      according by propensity, a nature kind and proud. 
     
Beauty and vitality
     anoint her noble gender,
     magnum opus artistry imparts celestial splendor.

Her marvelous complexity
     gives complementary disposition
     to valiant masculinity for a perfect coalition.

Exquisite physiology
     yields licentious pleasure due
     the wanton sensuality of erotic pas de deux.

Magnificent hologyny,
     woman becomes by thy behest,
     sacred vessel of posterity, with honor ever blessed.


Details | Rhyme |

The Best Mistake

You made the mistake and now,
your afraid to face this day. 

Your thoughts are racing through 
and through.

You wonder if your family looks at
you as a disgrace, but you'er mother
takes you and reasures, your very 
much loved in grace.

Even though your much to young
for this breathing little thing this
has become.

You couldn't just throw it out
like it was a peice of trash.

So you grow up and take the
path that led you to your best
mistake for years to come.


Details | Free verse |

My Micke boys

                To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

        I have been blessed with 4  Grandchildren

       ~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb "  He is God's Angel ~
   ~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~

     For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
       he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
      ~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
 
              Time passed another gift to see
               we are " Mickes" and Loved 
            Our Dad held the title in Baseball 
                   ~  that's how we roll ~
           those children are Grandmas hero's 

       The Irish they love big and Family is everything 
        The brothers will protect the beautiful sister 
              ~ as many lads will be calling ~

        Every time my Grandson hits a home run
     There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand 

       It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs 
           ~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
     either baseball or Art  ~ you shall find your gift given

                These children have been blessed~
                 ~  a beauty to hard to describe 
        If you think not ~~  Take a look at the Mom  
                     That girl can stop Traffic   
                    after raising three and still~ 

          "Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "

     May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell


Details | Free verse |

Since First I Saw You

Since first I saw you, it was your eyes,
mesmerizing, your gaze transporting
me to a realm, not of fantasy, real,
where young men go when cupid’s
arrow takes root.

Since first I saw you, it was your lips,
captivating, holding me frozen 
in anticipation of our lips brushing
for the first time.

Since first I saw you, it was your voice,
a crescendo, light, invigorating, 
each word you speak intensifies 
my hearing, enveloping each
note, time ceases as I hang motionless
savoring, memorizing.

Since first I saw you, it was your hair,
long, flowing, gently rising above
your shoulders as a slight breeze
passes through sending waves
of your essence my way. 
The sun magnifying each strand, 
highlighting the minute
variances of invigorating color, 
creating a halo effect, a portrait of
your beauty forever imprinted.

Since first I saw you, It was you,
my love forever more for you,
only you.


Details | Couplet |

Marble in Columns on Green

On a slope graced with green
White marble stands in proud salute

For beneath these engraved pillars of memory
Lie the resting places of heroes

A solitary green fir looks down
As if sheltering the lost and the taken

So many names, from all walks of life
A father, brother a girlfriend or wife

On a sunny day, they glow radiant like their lives
On a dull day, they stand out against the greys

For the living, life goes on 
Tomorrow is another day


Details | Rhyme |

halloween

The howls of the wolfs strike the beast beneath the bed it roars 
For it’s the full moon to night Scary of course
The little kid crawls out the bed to go to the toilet that night
When he thinks of the witches  and the beasts that bit
He steps back into bed when he gets a horrible frit
A ghost comes out the cupboard a skeleton from beneath the bed 
A monster comes through  the door way that he thinks will eat his head
A witch hackles from in his draws and then he fins out
It’s his sister his brother his mother and his father all messing about
From beneath the bed his brother with a skeleton  mask
Well in his cupboard his father with out a doubt
From in his draws his sister the smell little brat
From under the door way his mother of course he did say note
What he did was put his hand in his desk grab a water gun and squirted them all and his mum
He felt kind of stupid much more then he did before 
When he found out it was is nan and granddad how organized it all


Details | Rhyme |

My Sister's Sandals

Look at that big world way out there,
eyes only three  just sit and stare,
Oh, how I want to go outside of this door,
to see that big world that's mine to explore!

" You're much too young,"   mother would say, 
"to go outside alone and play".
And then to add to my bad news,
she takes away my only shoes.

But my sister's sandals are still there,
Should I take them? Do I dare?
I do, and suddenly I am free,
just as happy as can be!

My journey now I can complete,
with sister's shoes upon my feet.
The sand burrs in the alley way,
would not stop me, no not today!

Then like a  big, exploding bomb,
my sister calls out to our mom,
that I have stolen what was hers,
to walk across those sharpened burrs.

Mother's angry, I could tell,
she sees me and begins to yell,
"Take your sister's shoes off now! 
And get back here, I don't care how!"

I'm so scared, but this I do,
I take off one, then the other shoe.
My sister takes them both away,
and now I have a price to pay.

Our mother shrieks, "Get over here!"
I cry from pain and I cry from fear,
as burrs pierce through my tender  skin,
I beg my mom to make it end.

As I am crying, "Mommy, please!"
I fall down on my hands and knees,
but still she's screaming with that voice,
so I crawl through burrs, I have no choice.

She reaches down and grabs my hair,
and beats me while the neighbors stare,
She hits my face repeatedly,
while she says these words to me,

"I'll teach you not to cause me grief!
I'll teach you not to be a thief!"
I used to want to go explore-
but I don't want to anymore.


Details | Rhyme |

Just Reach

just reach your hand out to the sky
pull your loved ones back to your side

lets get to say one more goodbye
for we never wanted them to go away and die

as now the days and nights lay 
in such sweet disguise

so let us once again our lord
stare into their illumating eyes

as we reach out for them 
in your broad horizon sky

and get to hold and kiss them
even if their not by our sides

for if this is however feels when we die
then I'd like to be that angel in that sky

so I can just reach out right back
and wipe their tears too from their eyes



Tribute To Our Loved Ones
On The Other Side
May You All RIP


Details | I do not know? |

The Two

It was the summer of 1938 when the whisper of fate broke through the airless 
night,
And two curious children got to their feet the little girl knew something was not 
right.
Little Jack the baby, stood in the middle of the room, the dirt floor cool on his bare 
feet,
his sister did not stand, but walked over to the screen door unmindful of the 
Texas heat.

Who told the girl what happened? Could it be that angles spoke softly in her 
small ear?
She looked at her little brother Jack, and told him what she knew, in her voice 
was no fear.
“It’s daddy you know, he’s not coming back Jackie” she said in a quietly hushed 
tone.
Little Jack was so young, and he didn’t understand.  But daddy, he never did 
come home.

Their mother you see neither one can truly recall, maybe for them she never 
really was,
She walked through their lives on a stage of drama never doing the things a 
mother does.
But they remember the rainy day in a town that is now gone, when daddy was laid 
to rest,
Their mother you see showed up late, in a new car and wearing her brand new 
Sunday best.

The Two though they went on, as children do.  The little girl mothering her little 
brother Jack.
So small and alone, they looked for food in the trash the little girl with her brother 
on her back.
Mother was there somewhere, laughing in the dark secrecy, loving what men 
could provide.
The children to her became baggage, inconvenient, a hindrance that she just 
could not abide.

Some in the town began to take pity, watching the rag dolls as they walked 
through the street,
When evening fell the town went home, so did the Two in their frayed clothes and 
bare little feet.
But time can bring sweet escape, and that came to the Two through the blessing 
of a new life,
It was their fate not to grow up together, one knowing peace the other life colored 
with strife.

But the Two would meet through out the years for their destiny is intertwined in 
blood and history,
Time marched on and as they now age they share in each others lives, a lasting 
bond and mystery.
She can no longer carry Jack on her back, but she has always carried him in her 
heart and mind,
And to Jack, his sister has always been more than words can explain, more than 
most will ever find.


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