Aunt Poems - Poems about Aunt

... Aunt Ethel loves sunbathing nude Her wizened breasts clearly are viewed Ethel’s aged ninety-nine She says, “My boobs are fine But plastic boobies look so crude”......Read the rest...

... Our home came from an old apple tree, the storm came and we had to flee. We still make honey for brie, all my wonderful siblings and me. I am the youngest yellow bee, my family is fill......Read the rest...

... Days hold the sun And many wonderful Yawns Stars twinkling will be held Tonight by the sky And moon Rising over the mountain top......Read the rest...

... This summer sure is real hot Look I just found the jackpot Lots of cool water I could be an otter This pool is a big blue pot......Read the rest...

...Bonne nuit, numbers and digits Did you miss hearing the drunk specter sing? Back to waffle again about their trauma and joy Derek isn't even their real name Where were you when the millennium t......Read the rest...

... I read a poem about a mother, a saintly mother, who, with knotted and veined hands, crocheted blankets and booties and mittens for grandchildren, who made lemonade ......Read the rest...

... The indelible stamp of my favorite aunt my birthday gift arrived seven months late Yet unwrapping the newspaper was well worth the wait Though......Read the rest...

...Quote By Poet: "Morning arrives when the brilliant sun first kisses the earth."      A new morning is now arriving the brilliant sun first kisses the earth over the ......Read the rest...

...Sharon by Michael R. Burch, circa age 15 apologies to Byron I. Flamingo-minted, pink, pink cheeks, dark hair streaked with a lisp of dawnlight; I have seen your shadow creep through eeri......Read the rest...

...the oldsters were the ones who were predictable Aunt Marjorie would bring something to sell If you said “no thank you” she would try to guilt you into it “I will give them to you if you cannot aff......Read the rest...

... In my pretty garden, I see a new blossom. Each morning the flowers, welcome me with their silence. I love to see the swirling butterflies, going in......Read the rest...

... I miss true friends, today people want to have it their way. I miss the ocean, pretty blue waves with white caps. I miss being a child, when life was truly free. I miss my dad, my h......Read the rest...

... It's a new day as the hot sun starts, here reporting on the cheese battle. Overnight the wine and cheese taverns, moved in for the cracker spread. The cider & charcuterue shacks, were ......Read the rest...

...The day after my Aunt Ro died a doe approached within a few feet as if confused about where she was and what she should be doing. I could neither comfort nor advise her. I let her be not conside......Read the rest...

...when she looked up she knew he could not be her blind date He was knock-out handsome, a joy to look at, so she looked down. At the novel in her lap, which was boring, but it made her feel less self......Read the rest...