Siblings Poems - Poems about Siblings

Most hyenas are not predictable but Squirrely was the weirdest of all So strange, he was thrown out of the pack when he was a cub He’s just so unusually and blatantly odd, said his sister, Maul Squirrely is beyond the realm of fantasy said his brother Chub They did not like his smile and his laugh bordered on...

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Though miles may stretch, and oceans lie, Between us, vast and 'neath the sky, A bond of blood, a kinship deep, A love that time can never keep From reaching out, from bridging space, And painting smiles upon each face. We are like strangers, met by chance, Yet in our hearts, a knowing glance, A recognition, clear and bright, That binds us through the...

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MOTHER NURTURER –PRODUCED ME AND MY SIBLINGS BIRTH- my mother she’s the nurturer keeper of my heart birth me along with the Father’s this unto earth for His purpose father’s seed mom’s womb combine together produced me and my siblings brothers and sisters (Hallelujah) 01/03/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025© ...

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Joseph had a dream He innocently shared it with his family Little did he realize that he was hated by his Siblings For he was their father’s favorite And frequently brought their misdeeds to him His dream further incensed his brothers And turned them to dream breakers But the father of all dreams was on Joseph’s side And...

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'Twas the night before Christmas quite a long time ago I was nestled snugly in bed with my brother Joe The stockings were hung neatly on our footboard rails While we dreamt visions of Barbie’s Dollhouse and Motor Maniac trails Mom and Dad to make it our special day Sat with our gifts, wrapping papers, toolbox and a...

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Peas of the same pod, nurtured by soil's clutch, Polarized cotyledons, vying for homely touch. Like a sunflower sagging toward heliotrope’s light, The diffident monocot cradles itself in maternal respite. Enduring the ravages of time, standing tall, While weary boughs decline, struggling through it all. The intrepid monocot, shattering glass ceiling, Vibrating with the moon's velocity, its power healing. Whispering husk, morphed into...

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O Child of Mine Where have you gone? With whom have you hidden with? Come back to your mother O Sibling of Mine Who are you with? Why have you gone astray? Come back to your sister O Grandchild of Mine Why did you go? Why are you not home? Come back to your grandmother O Lover of Mine Where have you gone? My sheets are cold without you Come...

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Dynamics are up in the air The load is just 'too much to bear' We are constantly beefing I am calling a meeting I am running away with the fair...

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Sometimes it’s right to let tears fall, To not “solution” through it all. Some moments let us simply feel The weight of loss, so deep and real. My grief, it honors who you were, A sign of love that will endure. The proof of all you meant to me, A...

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rossettis Christina & Gabriel's daydream became reality his living hell for all to see his beta,wife and muse a love,on her death he was to lose auburn beauty- sumptuous clothes in a stunning pose with long flowing tress what she thinks is anyonels guess fleeting beauty-fresh so come by come buy                 eagerly lap so exotic this     drizzling            ...

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When I did what was needed to be done, and I step in the urban sitting on a chair reflecting the sun. It lets me see through the glass more clearly, people holding on their bags so firmly, Just like I, giving a seat free for the elder, see me? But people near me are people who...

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Sisters and brothers, a curious pair, Sometimes they love, and sometimes they glare. Hand in hand, they explore the world, Or argue whose flag should be unfurled. Giggles erupt over secret jokes, Then squabbles brew like stormy folks. Building forts with pillows and sheets, Sharing whispers and sweet treats. Wrestling matches on the floor, Slamming doors, then...

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my brother is 11 years older than me he would read me stories and sing me songs he taught me how to ride a bike and play guitar but he is 11 years older than me he is 16 out with friends, i’m 5 playing with barbie dolls he no longer reads stories or sings...

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Same roof and you cried I failed and I ruined us My death makes amends...

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The youngest is clown In between are cats and dogs The eldest is down....

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