Family Poems | Poems About Families and Relatives

Hey Dad! Hey Dad! Is that you knocking at the door outside? I'm excited to let you know how great was my first horse ride. Mom was waiting for you on the couch — another quiet night. Is your job so hard? Well, I hope everything's alright. Good night Dad. Hey Dad! Today's my 7th birthday! My friends were looking for you...

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the tree of life has roots to the beginning of time infiltrating depths unfathomable lost in the nebulae of bygone memories the illusion of neat lines soon tangled in a fog hiding stories obsolete and long forgotten diluted storytelling buried beneath fresh tales and soon hazy with its clouded details the feats out of mind fade into oblivion facts turned to heresay are...

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Arisen, she tumbled into a dream which, replicated a memory of one previously. Uncertain and still, like the tiptoe of a newborn finch on the branch, a world of chaos lay before her. The only certainty was the risk itself. The tree loses its leaves but stands tall, embedded within its roots. She took a tumble; the sudden reality of a harsh...

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Violence, a physical behavior intended to hurt someone. Violence, the strike from his hand to her face. Violence, the screamed threats as she cries. I try not to panic. Violence, was it intentional or did he just lash out? Violence, is his word true beyond a doubt? Violence, he tells us that he’s sorry. I try to believe it. Violence, the unlawful act...

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I thoroughly liked the western soothing delta breeze I don't like the southern discomforting delta freeze But it's a new season, and in time, I will adjust And anticipate the good things that's left It's starting to feel like the place we belong It's a familiar region where I once called home But presently, my childhood friends are gone Our best friends...

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Her parents, distant as ever, don’t notice. They’re caught up in their own lives, their own struggles, their own disconnection. They don’t ask about her health anymore; they don’t wonder if she’s okay. If she’s honest with herself, she doesn’t think they ever really did. They didn’t know how to love...

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She’s afraid of what comes next, afraid that her body will fail her again, afraid that she’ll end up exactly like her parents, distant, cold, and incapable of giving love. They never taught her how to trust, how to love herself. Maybe they never knew how. So, she keeps moving, one...

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Until it's you Didn't realise that I was enclosed In the frigidity caused by kin The sorrow engulfed me Not the soul but the inlet of ardour Which made me in a cold sweat To air my passion Just not for you but for feelings It made me feel like a sinister For none, for having a...

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two silver spoons, two completely different people tied together by children, marriage, divorce they shared a home two decades of life and then nothing just children; bound by blood, broken by each other they’re in the same room, fingers brushing as they pass each other banners to stick on the walls i was the first born the...

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"It's just dust," he said, kicking the dry ground With a worn boot, Toe pointed cowboy style But with none of the flash. "This could be grandpa," he said, Shoulders rounded, eyes to the ground. "They didn't bury too deep in them days, And no boxes or vaults out here. He could've just rose up after a while. Could've just shook off the dirt And...

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I still see my mother sitting at the kitchen table copying out her favorite recipes from the Women’s Weekly magazine. With pen in hand, she’d carefully write the recipe, word for word in her notebook. There are hundreds that she collected over the decades. That notebook, with its dog-eared pages, crusty stains and side notes, is now in my hands. The thing is, I don’t cook— my other...

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They say that when two people are together for too long, they begin to lose themselves. They start to shift, fade into each other like colors blending on a forgotten canvas, and, in the end, you can’t tell where one begins and the other ends. But they never mention what happens when two people...

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I'm still not positive or strong, But I have now found where I belong....

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M+Mother you work very hard for our family, O+Oven hot for wonderful homemade meals. T+Tiny ones you were given from, H+Heaven above. E+Everyone wants to say Thank You, R+Raising a glass for your love on this very, 'S+Special day. D+Doing God's work you are, A+An angel disguised as a mother. Y+You have all my love forever. ...

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Memory weaves a thread through time’s embrace, Soft whispers linger in each fleeting day, Yearning binds the heart to love’s old place, Entwining souls where shadows softly stray, Echoes stitch the past in tender grace, Ever threading life’s unending play....

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