Best Family Life Poems

Here’s to the travellers,
   the passengers, the tourists
who trek this alien landscape
   in search of experience.

Here’s to the resilient,
  ...

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Visited you today
as the sun set in the horizon…

the orange tinged carnations 
were a perfect complement 
for the skies
and for you… 
orange and blue
always remind...

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If I had three wishes and knew that they’d come true.
I’d go back in time.  There are things that I’d redo.
I wouldn’t do them...

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Their lives begin, that special day
Your hardest job, is on the way.
Walking and pacing, all night long
Knowing that one day, they’ll be strong.

Watching them crawl,...

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See the woman.

See the face behind its age.
See the beauty of her form.
See the way her way becomes her.
See past her once taught skin, as...

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I carry my mother 
like a rock in my pocket 

that I just can’t seem to throw away 

It serves me 
no purpose, 
it just...

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Memories on branches live on and on -
multiplying since the world’s first dawn.
Fresh and beautiful in spring are we -
buds that blossom on our family...

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NOTE:  This poem means a lot to me for it brings back memories of my childhood. My father, a WWII veteran was, in my...

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This enlisted soul
At eighteen years old
Barely a man
Not even street wise told

From the proms, to the camp
He kits out tomorrow
His future he stamps
Never knowing bloodied...

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-The Same Old SongS-

That's all he ever talks about 


~SKAT~...

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IN THE MEADOWS IS MY DREAM

Strolling, strolling we are in the meadow: airy and green
where asters, dahlias, nod and wink passing their green

With him by...

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They met at first around sixteen,while they were in their teens.
A young man tall and handsome, a girl with many dreams.
Years later they did meet...

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I wander in the nature’s green, trees in rows the birds preen
Like a gem glimmers the morning dew, with a precious diamond’s hue
And flowers bloom...

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The room is still,
Quiet but for wind and rain
Making music on the windows.
Empty but for endless shelves
Of leather-bound volumes -
The first editions you loved so...

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An aged rusty bed 

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