Brother And Sister Poems - Poems about Brother And Sister

A sly Sunday smile Shadows hide between Words so soupy Some starving sister surely sips Yet this brother’s lips Serves spanks That can’t plant peace Jerks that don’t move deep Inside where soul resides Pretending to care with flare So fabulous to view It’s like a silent movie As he talks to you He pretends to be A big man with cheese We all know and love him This...

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"Born William Henry McCarty, Jr. AKA, Billy the Kid or El Chivito, (Billy Goat/Kid). He had a younger brother named Joseph, and they both had an older sister named Bridget McCarty. Not much is known about the family other than the widow Catherine raised her son Billy before dying of tuberculosis. Also, him and his...

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At breakfast, you dumped pepper in my juice, last night, you let a frog loose in my bath Before school, you shook all my homework loose and fashioned paper airplanes from my math. In spite of all the "Keep Out!" signs I'd made, you planned a coup and stormed my room by force Insisting I had livestock you could trade, you grabbed...

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More lipstick! cheered Katie’s brother six-year-old Bard. Get both cheeks! Get your mouth! How about your nose? Three-year-old Katie is smearing lipstick on her lips and cheeks Bard is encouraging her to mess her face all up. Hoping she would soon lose her "favorite child" place in the family. Loving what he think is going to get her...

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Oh flesh of many colors, brothers all are we, placing the Holy Spirit above us on our knees. No matter what we’re labeled by those who sell a grace, when names and slogans start to fly, be calm and hold your place. A yearning, kindly human heart is only satisfied through service to our Father, not willful selfish pride. Attitudes need adjustment for loving, patient deeds: objective understanding not subjective,...

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I awaken to the pitchy darkness covering my face and I roll over to dig through the nightless dark. I peep out hoping to find the warm sun; I sigh and scurry back to the warmth of my bed amongst the nuts and seeds we stored and snuggle with brother and sister. Tomorrow, I will try again. I know it will...

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Amélie Beth Harris -McGeehan Acknowledgment of birthday gal, whose invaluable priceless worth exceeds more'n a bajillion dollars. First born of Boyce and Harriet (both long since deceased, albeit cremated whereby their ashes - cremains scattered to the four winds) in Paterson, New Jersey December first nineteen fifty seven. A protective big sister to yours truly her one and only rolled together into hypocritical, poetical, and...

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*** Awaiting Inspiration *** (written for my brother and sister poets) Reaching for dreams in the black of my closed eyes, but sleepless, I go on in music, out past radiant lights — Bright and brighter — spreading beams that hold back off every Fright plotted by the cornered, infernal shadows threatening To overwhelm as they amass over meadows bordering The...

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Carmen has never tried to be pretty Her six brothers warned her to stay plain. But as she grew, she could not help herself. Now they are scaring suiters away on a regular basis. I got Jose, you get Pedro. Done! I shooed Thomas, you shoo Jesus. You are asking me to shoo Jesus?...

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Congratulations! You’re going to be a big brother! This is a special day! Your Mommy and Daddy just found out… your baby sister’s on her way. We know whoever she is… whatever name your parents pick she’ll be bringing along with her your fist lessons in arithmetic. With a beautiful face we’re sure you’ll soon come to adore… she’ll teach you simple addition…how 3...

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My cute little brother, Full of pristine purity, Glows amidst people other, Full of divine sanctity. Stuffed with pure love, Filled with intimate innocence, Like an angel from above, He spreads his milky essence. Cute little fingers On the sweetest smile That's constant and lingers Wash away guile. Lo! There does he crawl! Oh! There he tries to stand! Stand and...

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My Uncle Bill thought it would be hilarious and fun. To warn a fellow merchant of a shoplifter - Miss Gun. The employees followed her all over the store that day. They reported that she left quickly, as if she was running away. She came outside and we could see she was in a snit. She had a red face,...

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Martha’s doll, Sarah, was confiscated years ago. She always suspected her brother, Larry. He emphatically denied taking Sarah. After their parents’ deaths, thirty years later…. She discovered Sarah floating in Larry’s koi pond. Her stomach had been hollowed out. She was a floating planter; very creepy and sad. She wondered if their parents knew how psycho their son was. “You should come out...

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Finn and Freda’s Christmas wishes were known only to each other. Trusted protective older sister, and Finn, her impish little brother. Helpful hints were solicited by parents for many determined days. Important questions asked in a variety of creatively subtle ways. Neither child would violate the trusted confidentiality of the other. Treasured trait that is strong fifty years later...

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Three siblings ready for bed Bedtime stories wish to read Snuggled under their quilt spread The youngest to read agreed Bedtime stories wish to read Side by side they are lying The youngest to read agreed Imagination flying Side by side they are lying iPad ready in his hands Imagination flying They visit faraway lands iPad ready...

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