Love Family Poems | Examples
These Love Family poems are examples of Family poems about Love. These are the best examples of Family Love poems written by international poets.
night sky, autumn stars:
my wife's gentle thoughtfulness
my son's compassion
Deep within ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ an eternal root,
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ we rise, ¦¦¦¦¦¦ and shoot.
Generations ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
Seeding love ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ in our heart.
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
In ancestral ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦ struggles, ¦¦¦¦¦ joys, ¦¦¦ our essence are knit,
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ their spirit does sit.
We grow, ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
Yet, roots remind, ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ future saplings, we must pass the fruit,
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ wisdom ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ from the eternal root.
(Blackout of )
Higgledy-Giggled
Iron-spined advocate
Raised you with discipline
Unyielding.
Young mama rises in opposition
Big Momma stood solid-
Tough love that felt mean
But-
Built one unbreakable.
Awed
blest
star-struck
divinely
I’m gripped with hope’s bliss
sublimely glowing from heaven, sparkling bright
midst divine engagement that radiates parents' love…
…engulfing me in their presence, warming my heart, kindling home's bond, always lingering…
…yearning for eternal reunion beyond celestial glory while fulfilling stewardship duties devoid of ephemeral gain…
…upheld by faith’s strength, believing in God’s promise, asserting this Scriptural truth: "And they that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament; and they that turn many to righteousness as the stars for ever and ever."
Where oh where can you be now?
Dreaming and waiting for you,
till I met you I will wait.
Baby has arrived.
Lady Diamond rose as each new day dawns
In her gentle hands her household yawns
A model once in the camera’s light
Now clothed in the light of Jesus Christ
She served her husband, taught each child
With patient, grace and spirit mild
Two sons, two daughters, hearts held near
Her labor deep, her teaching clear
By day she gave till strength was thin
By night the moon would tuck her in
The birds sang praise when morning came
And heaven blessed her quiet name
God be praised for women who stand
With Proverbs’ 31 wisdom in their hand
All women, God’s beautiful bouquet
With Lady Diamond showing the way
Good morning son.
There has never been a day like this day.
May you face it gladly, come what may
We mortals make many things from clay,
But only God Almighty can make a day;
The same God who made the mana.
So, my dear son.
Let the sunlight shine upon your soul,
As the wind of God blows away those
Dark and dreary clouds of grey.
Love you,
Dad
As parents,
we never know what a child will ask.
All we can do is,
be prepared.
Out of the blue I was asked,
"which one do you love more?"
That was an easy question and answer.
When I give out cookies,
each of you get the same number.
Because I love you each equally.
Written with love and appreciation to all at Poetry Soup by scottydotti the poet
31/07/2026 5am
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it rained
and I stayed
not to pause in remembrance
but to wash away
what grief couldn’t
it didn’t matter
that my heart was breaking
what else could it do?
you lie beneath ten feet of dirt
after the slow battle
cancer claimed
and I disappear a little more
each day
healing is a dream
it lives in the stars
or in a glass jar on the mantle
healing
that’s for time to deal with
if I can’t hold your hand one last time
or tell you everything I forgot to say
then time is pointless
right now
rain drowns my sorrow
it stings my skin
and gets in my eyes
no need for tears
but tomorrow
shall start the pain
all over again
and this rain
will be waiting for me
I reach the wooded edge
in the held breath before sunrise,
October coolness at my back.
I walk eastward, lifting my gaze
expecting blue light~
but dawn arrives golden and warm,
a quiet mercy on my chilled skin.
The wind carries earth, water, and pine.
Then a rustle. I stop. I listen.
My ancestors walk behind me.
“Be still,” they whisper.
“You are the result of the love of thousands before you.”
small stuff don't matter
it's the bigger things that do
love and family
they wear matching pajamas in every picture
no other family has four sets of matching pajamas
but this is no ordinary family
they are all of the same mind
have identical thoughts
agree on everything
they believe in this and that
but not the other
one spring day they lost one brother
he had fallen in love
with another
shameful brother
they wrote him out of the Christmas letter
burned his matching pajamas
never saw him again
one mind, one voice equals win-win
the next one to run off was his twin
We whirled around like flakes in a snow globe.
Dad weaving miracles, keeping us un-cold.
5 peeps living under a sway-backed roof.
In a one-bedroom converted chicken coop.
Feathered tenants must've thought it a mansion.
Dad and Mom must've thought it a land-based Titanic.
Uncle Barnacle must've thought it a great place to crash.
Brother and I were just 2 gumdrops adrift in Candyland.
There're just two of us chicken coop people left.
We never chat about our chicken coop past.
I thank Rooster for busting his beak, keeping us fed.
And a hen who panned love from lean times and trash.
Summer is a beautiful season for
'Get-togethers' and Family Reunions.
This poem is dedicated to all such
Gatherings. Happy reunions to all.
FOREVER, from one generation to another
AWESOME, like nothing else in this life
MERCY, like no where else
INSPIRATION begins with family
LOVE, at family like no place else
YESTERDAY is never to be forgotten