Family Rhyme Poems | Examples
These Family Rhyme poems are examples of Rhyme poems about Family. These are the best examples of Rhyme Family poems written by international poets.
Each Sunday night my family watched TV.
“Bonanza” was the favorite show for me.
It came on after Disney, at around eight,
a time so great that I could hardly wait.
My mom and dad and we 8 kids would sit
in the living room enjoying it.
Before it started, Mom would always pop
a huge tub-full of popcorn, butter atop.
When commercials came, we’d each go dip our bowl
into that container; I’d not even get full
despite my many refilled bowls of it,
for once I start with popcorn, I can’t quit!
This was one custom I really lived for
since TV watching with some snacks I adore.
It was the one night that we all together sat
bewitched by Bonanza. Nothing for fun beat that.
One inch at a time at her very slow pace,
I could not spy her fuzzy face.
Orange and black she crawled along.
To the Tiger Moth family she’d soon belong.
Enjoying dandelions and miniature clover, she seemed to be scolding my toe to move over. "I can predict how winter will be,” she whispered softly and gently to me, then hibernate like a squirrel in a tree” "One inch at a time, at my very slow pace, I can never join in any race, I always move at a very slow pace" repeated the woolly caterpillar with poise and grace.
“Now sweet dreams” she professed, “I rest my case”
Mother's love is always running Nonparallel
Surely Normal Natural Human Instinct.
No Controversy at all, Quite Distinct.
Continuous Fluent Flow ! Unidirectional !
The greatest bliss of my life to glitter and shine
is children, while raising up and caring them.
My Family tree to grow , Me being Stem.
The siblings are just branches in between.
In their childhood, I was the light to show way.
Being grown up they turned my success after all.
Siblings prosper and to impress each and all.
The strong branches are cheerful, joyous, to sway.
I went to the zoo for the animals to see
But the one true animal at the zoo was me
Cold, cunning, and feral, so what else could I be
Cuz one never falls far from one's own family tree
One of my greatest days
I've experienced in my life
Would easily be August 24th
The day you became my wife
You walked down the aisle
As a music begin to play
I stood waiting at the altar
For so long I dreamed this day
I was so full of happiness and joy
And I was standing there with you
All my dreams prayers and wishes
At that moment were coming true
Together we stood in front of that church
For God and are friends and family to see
Joining are two lives together as one
In a simple and beautiful ceremony
Looking at you with your hand in mine
We vowed to love each other forever
And to always be at by each others side
Believing that our love nothing could sever you
On Saturday afternoons long ago, when cartoons faded from the TV’s glow
A teenager earned a modest pittance, to finish the week with his remittance
From coins for cans and chores to do, the basement became the work place too
A weekly ritual dust and sweep, and memories were polished for us to keep
Years rolled on yet still there lies, a wooden shelf with the writing of “pizza flies”
A phrase half-lost, a family thread, echoing something once misread
From allowance paid to words unclear, the past returns as I sit here
In chores, in jokes, we had a good time, it’s these small moments of which I write
Two by two
They flew
Wings in the air
Blue skies they all share
There is one place
Home base
They rest
Call it a nest
For them it's the best
Eggs hatch there
Soon a pair
Young at heart
Do their part
In the air
Soar to real heights
Sun so bright
Miss the kite
Of the kids first flight
Hold on tight
Stay calm
Or a dive bomb
Will scare Mom
Who scouts the town
Safe and sound
Well fed
And in bed
With the one she wed
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
Written: August 3rd, 2026 for a contest sponsored by: Line Gauthier
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Sapphire rays glimmer beneath willow trees;
Emerald awnings, swirling in sweet breeze.
A ledge of leaves—penumbral shadows play,
Each kin-bound heart is rooted all the way.
We meet as one, a sole breed growing whole—
Sunlight furrows the branches of one soul.
My sense of humor odd a bit
enough sometimes for a fat lip
People don't laugh seldom smile
say things abusive and loud
My parents were married happily
for as their son they deny it was me
No friends so they tied a pork chop around my neck
and the family dog became vegan I was reject
Never good at math numbers don't add up
subtract money I don't have became bankrupt
Voted in the election for the wrong guy
he won but for my vote he still denies
Why can't the sky be orange
nothing rhymes with orange new line
My humor makes me laugh out loud
but my laughter is lonely somehow
Jokes tell on me more than I do them
with my humor I never win.
Some hurry through school
pile up degrees
Others drop out
do what they please
Those in the ‘c-suite’ *
eat babies for breakfast
dinner’s raw meat
Me, I’m less ambitious
family first
Then the timesheet
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* The corporate 'c-suite' is
composed of CEO's CFO's,
COO's, etc.
Scotch plaid Christmas girl made her bed the best she could
She smoothed down the covers as an astronaut would
Though she was not in the armed forces, she straightened her room
Then she took a video of it all and called a meeting on Zoom.
She showed off her plaids to the family, especially her mother
No one was as impressed as her messy, slovenly big older brother
Come to Omaha and straighten me out too, he begged his Sis.
Knowing his hoarder ways, she said she had to go to Old Miss
Where does the sky end and the sea begin?
What is the difference if you lose or if you win?
Where does the laughter stop and make you want to cry?
What is the choice we have, whether to live or die?
Where are the boundaries between hate and love?
What are the differences between the devil and God above?
Where is the line between hurting and being hurt
What is harder: cremation or coffin in the dirt?
Where is the land made of milk and honey?
What is important, family, or making money?
Where is the finger that will point the blame?
What and where is the question, but the answer is the same?
May we be blessed to have this as our calling:
to do our best to keep our friends, our family
and everyone we meet…
from falling…
To be considerate, accepting, kind,
compassionate,
forgiving too…
and help them pick up the pieces..
when and if they ever do.