Family Poems | Poems About Families and Relatives

Those we love don't go away, They walk beside us everyday; Though our journey turns bleak and gray, Their guiding light remains to stay. Their counsel heals our wounded heart, Letting pain finally depart; As opposed to falling apart, Our world finds a different start. Loved ones don't always cause comfort, They also fetch challenge and hurt; They push us to grow amid dirt, Telling us...

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Today I’m grateful to be part of a family: Mine consists of a great grandchild-to-be., grandchildren, children and a wife… and grateful knowing as part of a family I’ll be on the giving and receiving end of love… every moment for the rest of my life ...

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May we be blessed to understand when it comes to family… it’s strength…comes from it’s collection of memories, shared love and understanding…. not from its perfection. ...

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For our last day in Paris everyone went exploring on their own… before we took the train to London and most of us headed back home. Damien and Trista went back to London with us…but will stay there a few more nights… They’re going onthe Harry Potter tour and seeing some of London’s other sights. I have to add...

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In gratitude for mercy, I softly tread, For all that we cherished, the words left unsaid. Comforted by knowing you held me so dear, Our laughter still echoes, though you're no longer here. As I sit in reflection, the memories flow, The weight of your absence, a heavy undertow. Yet in sorrow, I find strength, a promise divine, That one day in...

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Her newborn girl wasn't given to her for the crucial skin to skin contact instead the nurses took the baby away and returned the daughter back to the mother- with a bottle, after a few hours. A close bond never formed between them conversations seldom occurred, time together was little spent. He was tied up with running his business rarely was at home with...

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Do you remember how it felt? Do you know what it feels like to feel worthless, not enough, to question love? Do you remember not knowing how love was supposed to look because what you thought was love was completely shattered. No more two in one bed, no more two in one place. No more...

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You were my first and truest guide,? With open arms and heart so wide.? A listening ear through sleepless nights,? A steady hand in all my fights. You taught me love, you taught me grace,? You held me in your warm embrace.? But I, your son, was not always kind— ?I lost my way, left truth behind. I broke your heart with foolish...

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I miss my mom. I don’t remember much about her, It’s been over a decade and a half since I last saw her, Before she faded into The person she’s become now. But I remember when she was kind, I remember when she loved us, I miss my mom. I miss swingset rides, Her pushing me, Higher and higher, Into the sky. Snapshots, memories, A blink of her smile, I...

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A birth of new life In the middle of the night He stands still Showered upon the earth Bringing new hope and beginnings Accomplishing their will The making of curiosity The earth's feature Brought his mind and body on a hill...

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At twenty-six, a gentle flame,? A golden heart, a glowing name. ?With grace she walks, with light she stands, ?A scholar's mind, with helping hands. What once began with drinks and cheer,? Evolved into a bond so dear. ?Not bound by blood, but something more, ?A kindred soul I now adore. She’s laughter in the darkest night,? She’s wisdom when the path’s not right. ?An...

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Old Mr. Johnson, with broom in one hand, Told his sweet granddaughter, “Sleep, not grandstand!” Her room was empty, the air grew cold— Only the Ouija sat silent and bold. He muttered and shivered, “No time to wait,” Grabbed his truck keys and zipped past the gate. The cemetery whispered secrets...

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He told me all is fair in war, that he studied all of our wars. That when they take over, everything will belong to them. He told me, when a new culture of government takes over they instill all of their laws and cultures, making all the old ones cancelled. All is fair in war...

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I come home I am smiling Look do they see me ? Do not say anything Knew I was gone? Something inside me Dead for a long time I feel its heart beating Beating along. What does it mean? This stirring inside me Look through the tiny cracks Of my hearts home . Don't they know that I'm...

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I was born in absence— not just of a father, but of the myth of one. Raised by silence, I searched for manhood in shadows and wounds. My name is Oedipus rewritten— not in fate, but in affection never given. My sister wears men like seasons, because no one taught her what protection felt like. A home is soul-architecture: a mother to nurture, a father to protect. Remove one— the child...

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