Aunt Poems - Poems about Aunt

she had a flair, a savoir faire sophistication in the air she was chic, sleek and lovable too a perfect lady, my fine aunt Sue...

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she is batty, bonkers, cranky, and crazed with a cherry on top, her brain icing glazed. demented, deranged, daffy, silly too loco, looney tunes, a maniac, our Aunt Sue Say that to her face I prissily suggest to the speaker She would cut him out of her will, then he’d really be a squeaker....

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A mother A carer An aunt she might be A growing bond like a best friend is what she is to me A warm and comforting heart of love and care A strong personality that would take on a dare Reflects as inspiration in her glare Footprints I will follow as it guides me a far Shadow I want to...

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my nephew Twinkle twinkle little star, I see what a wonder you are Laughs and cries, screams and hollers Oh what a scholar, you are I see the sea in your eyes That once were mine. Sail through and wide For you, and your heart You are great things, keep that mind. For...

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She was an advocate of blood-sucking leeches, my aunt A wish to be tortured, she would gladly and quickly grant Her leeches are ready; they love sucking human blood I would rather jump into a tornado or be carried off in a flood....

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Willy the wannabee Wallaby went To visit his sweet, sick aunt Millicent He met a dingo who said, Don’t look for Millie in bed, Relish her in my belly with free rent!...

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let me sing you a little song, this is about my mum and aunt b they do buy everything they do see from a house to a screw, even items that they dont know what they do, there houses are like an Aladdin's cave, then they decide to give things away, we went visiting with...

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You are our everything— honest soul that bathes in light, forgiveness shining on the branch where empathy blossoms like small green leaves. You are kindness woven through the heart, your words a canopy, a sheltering tree— Florida women know your grace in the hush of warm afternoons, the hum of cicadas and the rustle of palmetto leaves. You are there for family, a harbor of...

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Irritating Ivan liked to irk and vex Especially irritating our Great Aunt Hex Ignore him said her husband, laid-back uncle Dex Not knowing that Ivan was Aunt Hex’s ex...

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Mulish pic-headed Lex was headstrong Could never admit a mistake or being any way wrong Opinionated, stubborn, and inflexible too We set him up with our mean unbending Auntie Lulu. She cast a spell, and turned nasty Lex immediately around. A more compliant, agreeable man, cannot now be found....

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Great aunt Dorothy had a concrete donkey in her yard. She had inherited it and the house from my grandparents. This donkey had been in this yard since nineteen forty-one. We kids always begged to decorate it for Halloween and Christmas. Aunt Dorothy said this idea was despicable. It would not be honorable. The donkey would not like it. She died three...

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Aunt Marge’s Christmas letter sat unopened again. Most of us walked by it, and said “not by the hair of our chinny chin chin” We knew what it would hold Accomplishments of her six awful kids We had nothing to do with them Thanks to their behaviors our family reunions had been on the skids. This one is perfect. That one is fine. Billy is...

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My Aunt A Sunday of yore is still visible floats around my mind at the edges of memories send signals, how much I loved her, but she had taken the train to visit her father A Sunday that had no worries about tomorrow  other than if Inter café closed early, I would  arrive too late I walked in familiar streets thinking, happy thought Suddenly,...

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Do not want my aunt Martha to read this article It is about her She runs into my house shaking it I am fearful at her reaction “This is your mother, isn’t it?” she demands It is actually part of me and them and everyone else I have ever known...

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she was purple and black with silver streaks of anger we saw her rising above the crowd and felt her wrath a cantankerous balloon, she is, she cannot be satisfied This was stated by more than one person I could not help but wonder if it was my Aunt Ann reincarnated She was the grouchiest, meanest being I have ever...

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