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.
Love changes everything, words oh so true
My world changed as our family crew grew
Day by day for you sisters, love did grow
The loveliest sisters that one could know.
Sisters you completely captured my heart,
Nothing and no one could tear us apart.
That goes for all those who love you to bits
Especially your children and grandkids.
So bouncy and lively, zesty and bright,
That's the way you go on sailing through life
You light up a room, soon as you appear
True gifts to the world, so precious and dear.
May today and the days that come after
Be filled with abundant love and laughter
Every moment a moment to treasure
For sisters who bring life so much pleasure.
Never change from the women that you are
Dear sisters to me you are Super Stars.
The children of Gaza have learned to hide
and hold their ears until bombings subside
Their dreams are colored now by mottled red
And a place in soft dirt has become bed
Their hands reach high for even some bread mold
Instead, little hands need toys they can hold
frightening nights as stars have ceased to shine
For long ago, happy days children pine
Children suffer among the most, it seems
For years, noise of war creeps into their dreams
They live midst hate and fear everyday.
Lose family, best friends who used to play
How can they possibly think through this fear
bombs whining as they fall, is what they hear
Sadness meets them at each corner they turn
To not hate is the lesson they must learn
Warm bath, soft bed those children sorely need
and we Earthlings must plant different seed
we need to insure a sweet dream each night,
and a world where children live without fright.
We ate bacon for breakfast
and knew it would be a good day
For with a tummy full of bacon
somehow life just feels okay.
Smell of meat candy makes your mouth water
as frying bacon's scent permeates the house
Sleepy heads awaken hungry to chow
eager children for bacon ready to joust.
The mood of family as happy as can be
for bacon a favorite devour with glee
No need for conversation eat it while you can
never in this house is there leftover bacon.
Breakfast finished and off to do what needs done
starting the day with bacon flavors life with fun
But what about dinner will it seem bland
Mom making BLTs nothing good as more bacon.
Time cannot lessen the joy from fun and family vacations
that ended in September for a new year of education.
At each age, September meant I would get pretty new clothes.
I would shop with Mama who had me try them on and pose.
I liked school's first day until high school fueled a need to preen.
September’s meanings ended when I graduated at seventeen.
We're as happy a family as can be.
Look out your window and you can see
us riding the New York City blocks
in our knickerbockers and striped socks
on a bicycle built for three.
I am grateful to my family and friends
for giving me a lifetime of happiness and love…
and helping write the love story….
I’m blessed to be in the pages of.
Family Here and Above
I finally arrived and no more believing Linda's Lies
Sorry mom, your always right
A year coming soon since you left
Some days harder and the emptiness in my heart
God bless Angie and I thru our pain
Daily we talk about ya'll and stay sane
Our birthdays were hard without you three
Stay close by as we need ya'll always
We missing ya'll deeply
There's a vision we hold,
It's value in what has been told,
The reason so many souls are sold,
Working life away to acquire gold,
Molding their existence.
What is it's significance,
The difference from any other stone?
You're only shown you needed some,
Just a little crumb is all you need,
To feed a family in need.
That shimmering greed,
Now poisoning Earth's seeds,
Dirty deeds making enemies,
Turning beauty into pennies.
Keeping people from getting any,
Only creating scrutiny,
Mutiny in reverse.
As the curse is lifted,
Only the gifted can see,
The truth behind money,
I think you'll find it funny.
The value that is assigned,
Is defined within the mind,
Signed by the soul.
Gold stole the power you hold,
Devouring the life you were told,
Was just about growing old,
And watching it all unfold.
Have you sold your life to gold,
What is the value you hold?
Happy Heavenly Father’s Day, Dad … I miss you like a ghost misses heartbeats … all my love.
~
midst all of heaven's blessings
my treasures, known and had
not one can best the miracle
that fate made you ... my dad.
Copyright © 2025 Gregory Richard Barden
( photographic art created copyright-free by the author and family )
How is it a family portrait…drawn with stick figures in crayon
with a sun and what looks like some clouds up in the sky
can make you smile…
touch your heart…
and bring a teardrop to your eye?
Could it be you know the artist
his work is familiar to you?
Could it be you love the artist…
and the artist loves you too?
Which is why a family portrait drawn in crayon…
can bring a teardrop to your eye
make you smile
touch your heart
and why it now hangs on your refrigerator…
as a treasured work of art.
I am grateful that I learned long ago
two pieces of wisdom I hope, someday,
everyone will know.
Piece of wisdom number 1
to know before our life comes to an end:
Is…when our life is filled with joy and happiness
It’s best to share these times with our family and friends.
The second piece of wisdom to learn before our life is done:
When our life is filled with grief and sorrow
See piece of wisdom number 1
For today’s blessing I’m relying on…
The wisdom and the words of Thich That Hanh:
‘If you look deeply into the palm of your hand,
you will see your parents
and all generations of your ancestors.
All of them are alive in this moment.
Each is present in your body.
You are the continuation of each of these people.’
I No longer look for any contact
Your memory is fading like the past
Dreams we shared once alive
Dreams now give possibilities
Values shape our soul endlessly
Honor yourself and your family and open totally
Dancing with myself is like singing in the rain
Future I welcome with excitement
Fear is exempt
Letting go has saved me
Dreams are my right you see
I am grateful for having had the opportunity this summer
to travel with my family to London and Paris…
and as we road the tube, in cabs, atop a double decker bus,
in a punt upon the Thames,
the Metro, a boat upon the Seine
and in an plane across the ocean….
I was happily reminded how
traveling with those you love
is and always will be…
poetry in motion.
A broken heart is capable of destroying
With ease the essence of being a man
Making it impossible for you to function
As it lays waste to your life's plan
Then slowly it begins to steal away
Your purpose and also your will to live
Continuing it's raid until you're depleted
In a longer have anything you can give
Your friends start to distance themselves
You believe its because you wear a frown
The truth is sinister and harder to believe
They're afraid you will pull them down
When you have nothing to call your own
In the world has labeled you as a bum
Even your family will create some space
Quietly ashamed of what you've become
A broken heart only has one desire in life
And that's to be able to hold you down
And the people you believed once cared
Ignore you and no longer come around
And then one day you realize you're alone
And nobody's there to lend you a hand
Your broken heart is trying desperately
To hold you forever under its command
Will you be able to stop from falling
To the deepest depths of this living hell
Will you be able to mend your broken heart
Or be another sad story that people will tell