Best Familylove Poems
The doorbell rings and there you stand
With cheeky smile on lips and in your eyes
Long ginger hair contained by Alice band
Unbridled joy I feel is not disguised
No age since you came upon this earth
An oasis in the storm of life’s woes
Too young were you to see or feel the hurt
Not knowing that to God one love must go
We gave you all our love and then gave more
Did not regret one second of that time
You repaid our love one thousand times o’er
You made our world a haven so sublime
I see you now leave your youth behind
And amaze with the passing of each year
You will always in our memory be enshrined
Granddaughter fair truly loved so dear
7th in Contest Sponsored by: Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
A ring on the doorbell, a bang on the door
They both rush past me, coats on the floor!
“Hi-ya Granddad” and “Nanny” they shout
The books and the toys now have to come out.
The T.V goes on and some music to gel
They start to argue and things don’t go well
So Nanny starts baking and Carys is there
After only five minutes the biscuit tins bare!
But Will stays with Granddad, just kicking a ball
He’s really growing he’s getting quite tall
We all stop for tea now, some quiet at last
The cake’s really lovely, we’ve all had a blast!
Can we sleep here tonight Nan? –“You know we’ll be good”
“We’re not really naughty just misunderstood!”
So to keep everyone happy we both agree
But, in your own beds mind and not in with me!
So in your pyjamas and off up to bed
The love of our lives now let it be said
We reflect on our day with much love and much joy
We love you so much, our girl and our boy!
Patchwork quilt, upon my bed.
Made with love, needle and thread.
Bits of fabric from worn out clothes,
cut into squares, to be sewn.
Hand stitched together, day by day.
In the evening, after dishes are put away.
An hour here and an hour there,
slowly transformed, with love and care.
My Great and Grand Mothers and my mom,
worked together, while singing songs.
Their pitch was off and no note was carried,
but that beautiful quilt sings of love and is cherished.
Paula Swanson
For the contest: Anything Handmade
sponsored by Nette Onclaud
Placement: 5th
Now, I love my husband an awful lot
But his cantankerous side is not so hot
We tolerate each other’s choices
But Football is a ‘no’ my inside voice says
Personally, I have a fear of ancient twisted trees
I WILL close my eyes, so guide me under them please
My children are like a heard of fighting elephants
There’s only so much my ear drums can take of their shouts and grunts
My parents are great, (now my head can't find a rhyme)
But I’ve have heard their stories from long ago one hundred million times!
The love I have for my loved ones has no limits at all
I will always be here with opened arms to catch them if they fall
So, football, twisted trees, fighting elephants and old stories
I have my limits I truly do but would I change things? No not really!
For contest ’limitless’
5th place win
Alex
Graduation day comes every year
With joy, happiness and even a tear
You’re a tall slender red head
As pretty as can be and with that said
Your getting older and you will leave
We say goodbye and in you we believe
How proud we all are
With schooling and study you will go far
With love in our heart
A new venture you will start
Stay safe and be careful being on your own
We love and will miss you even if your grown
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Dear Grandma
Dear Grandma, I miss you so much!
I wish I could hug you, even a little touch.
You meant so much to me,
I know you loved me too
I wish you were here to talk to,
Because that is all I used to do.
Was listen to you for hours talk,
And I still remember that short walk
That me and you took down the road.
It meant so much to me, even though it never showed.
Little did I know, It would be the last walk we took.
And I still remember the way you look,
The way you acted, they way you cared about your grandkids.
How you laughed and how you dared.
I respected you so much for that,
Even when I was a brat.
"I love you mija" was the last thing you got to say to me,
Before you took your final rest in bed.
But I never got a chance to respond
That I loved you too, we had a special bond.
I never wanted to say goodbye,
But I know I'll meet you again, when I die.
**dedicated to grandma maria cavazos love u and miss u so much there is not one day i go
without thinking about you i really wish u were here u deserve it u really need to be here for ur grankids to get our family together if u were here it wouldnt be like dis and royal u know wat i mean** May 26, 2010
Fire burns the physical
But does it burn the heart?
Is so lovely to know some ones there
Is alive and warm to feel it there
For when is gone i have another coming
Mother i love you
Even trough good and bad we've been
Even we do not speak again i remember good old times
Were singing was our hobby
Brother dislike me playing so much around the house
But yet i agree to keep on
He yelled at me and i use to say
I do it because i love you
Then he smiled and now i know
Father was never part of my life
But i still love the way is been
Is not like i didn't needed him but yet i didn't
If it wasn't for him i'll be so mentally weak
I know how it feels
I know how it is sister
So young and pretty now she sings goodbye brother
I love my little family
For now im alone home and four walls
Painted in white all i see is flash backs
I just wish those times never died
Now to never regret and to know how it is
I love the way it's been
Im alone now
But life ain't that hard
Is just a riddle to unlock
I love you guys
And hope someday i hear same evern when i fade from this thin world
I walk through the house all silent and still,
My family's asleep, tomorrow's coffee I fill.
The love and the warmth of this time of day,
is more than this mother can write down & say.
So softly I feel their breath with a kiss,
this precious site I would never miss.
Goodnight Mommy, gently she rolls over in bed,
Good night my Angel, my hearts now been fed.
My boys are dreaming of Gameboys and sports,
while I am picking up all of their shorts...
Goodnight boys I say, as I turn off the light
Goodnight mom, "Lord watch over this night."
Protect them, Keep them, and love them I Pray
Give them sweet dreams and show them the way.
The blessings my family has so deeply given,
has made my life complete and so worth livin!
Welcome to the world dear one
And to our home of love
We know you have been sent to us
By our Father up above
For nine long months I carried you
Safe inside of me
Now as I hold you in my arms
What a miracle I see
I see your tiny hands and feet
Your eyes so bright and clear
I feel the love you have to give
When I hold you near
One day I'll have to let you go
And watch you learn to fly
Then I'll look up above the clouds and see you soaring high
Of course you can't start out that way you'll have to take it slow
But know my love will follow you no matter where you go
Written for my nephew Leighton Atkinson.
Lord, the last so many years
This home has seen happiness and tears
Its every brick soaked up with tales
With Love its mortar, the flagship’s sail
But as we see the love unwrap
The Mast go down, the Mortar crack
And each brick soaks up fears with tears
Lord, bring back all those blessed years
Jesus, bring healing and love back into this home
Mend each heart, the way You do alone
And as they pack their separate bags
To say good bye, go on different tracks
Jesus, come with Your love into this home
And make this Christmas,
A very special Christmas
Of love and healing
In this home.
Comfort each wounded and hurting heart
Oh heal the scars of emotions past
Bring the laughter back into their hearts
As the end comes calling, give them a brand new start
Send your teams of angels there
To mend the hurts, the hearts repair
And as they see this Christmas, this Chirstmas
Light the candle of Hope and Love there.
PARENTAL LOVE SHOULD BE A REFLECTION
OF JESUS’ LOVE FOR US
THEY SHOULD GET THEIR TEENAGERS READY
TO DRIVE CARS, RIDE TRAINS, AND TAKE THE BUS.
JESUS DIDN’T BEAT US FOR LITTLE THINGS
OR TO GET OUR ATTENTION
HE NEVER CURSED OR YELLED AT US
OR FORCED US INTO SUBMISSION
ALL CHILD ABUSERS SAY SAPRE THE ROD, SPOIL THE CHILD
BUT NOT ALL SPOILED CHILDREN ARE BRATS, SOME ARE SWEET, MEEK AND MILD.
JESUS DIED FOR ALL OF US AND WOULD KILL FOR US AS WELL
BUT MANY PARENTS CARE TOO MUCH ABOUT THEIR THINGS TO ALLOW THEIR KIDS TO
BRING THEM FOR SHOW AND TELL.
MANY KIDS ASK FOR CLOTHES, MONEY, TOYS, AND SPECIAL MEALS
BUT MANY KIDS CAN LEARN TO BE SELFLESSNESS IF THEY ARE TAUGHT GOOD WILL
CHILDREN NEED EMOTIONAL SHELTER IN ADDTION TO A ROOF OVER THEIR HEADS
IN ADDITION TO PHYSICAL NEEDS, KIDS LIKE BEING TUCKED IN BED
KIDS LIKE BEING TOLD THEIR SPECIAL AND THAT THEIR A GOOD BOY OR GOOD GIRL
THEY NEED TO KNOW THAT TO YOU THEY MEAN THE WORLD.
My in-laws
I do love you'll
good ones.
Gave a gift
it was there son
to love forever.
I'm so lucky
to be mine always.
Great in-laws.
Teresa Skyles
Entered in Dr.Ram Mehta's"in-laws"contest.
As the tears in our eyes flow
Which brings out those certain feelings inside
Feelings of love, hate and loneliness
Which we all try to hide.
So we’re always looking for that rainbow
That we believe is a better place
Which has all the love and happiness we need;
And loneliness we never have to face.
But you shouldn’t have to look there
As there are loved ones that do care
So if I ever go looking to see what love is
Then I won’t look beyond the love of ----
my family and friends.
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You made a life of one I love so dear
Your not to be the one for him to fear
You all condemn him for all what he has done
For a young lad the bad things were nothing but fun
Your not maternal, you ring no more
The lad is awaiting for you at his door
Never come round to visit your son
What he wants is his only mum
Putting him down makes you feel so relieved
I tell him what you say is never to be believed
You announce “fairy legs and carling cup ears”
Your son has a complex from all his childhood years
How dare you lady, for what have you got
A massive stomach and that’s the whole lot
So you and your special children can all go wild
Whilst we sit in love awaiting our first beautiful child
A family unit
Life long question
Disregard, a norm
Unconditional, nonexistent
Self-esteem, stifled
Integrity, love?
Please elucidate.
Meager guidance
Rebellious, self-destructive
Ire & lost
Brought Angels of revision.
Sequence interrupted
Anger, selfishness depleated
Former entities
Uninvolved in revolution
Ratification?
Only repudation.
Continuous exertion
Acknowledgment anticipated
Disillusion
Weary heart
Long impending conciousness...
* Love does not derive from strenuous expeditions of the heart,
it exists to ease the soul, exertion to achieve is a futile road.
Love prevails in life, abundant in true souls around me*
Mold is broken
Wounded core
No longer inadequate
Tranquility reigns.
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