Daughter Son Poems | Examples
These Daughter Son poems are examples of Son poems about Daughter. These are the best examples of Son Daughter poems written by international poets.
Father Wally
Mother Molly
Daughter Polly
Sister Holly
Play Dolly
Son Solly
Dog Collie
Rain Brolly
Shopping Trolley
Mistaken Folly
Jeshua Holy
Atheist Unholy
Being a dad
Becoming a father
Cherishing their children’s events and accomplishments
Providing discipline
A voice with advice
Happy and sad moments of time
Responsibility most high
Sometimes a father is like a feather
Cushing from the falls and disappointments
Center of attention
Proud, Admiring and establishing dad
Seeing their offspring growing from kid to adult
Children taking on the legacy of the father’s name
Always heartfelt
A father’s job carried out
Happy to say
Happy Father’s Day
No greater love than a mother’s
for her children
‘til the world saw a father’s for his son
My family, not grand but warm and bright,
Bathed in faith, trust, love and long lasting light
With my spouse the linchpin, the centre stage,
A shining grand-daughter, eight years of age,
The apple of eye of the family,
A daughter-in-law, teaching happily,
Elder son dipped in programming passion,
A young one, with management attraction,
With all under my soft supervision,
Making four walls a home free from tension.
it happened as we rounded the roundabout
which is supposed to happen
are you lonesome tonight? (laughing version)
my daughter has been yelling at the smart speaker
to play a katy perry song the speaker has never heard of
for the last forty minutes
she bops down the street
imitating the bass from rick james'
super freak
the stress management course advises to
cultivate a non-work identity
in which i have decided to be Jim Morrison
i've been standing outside the back door.
i need to develop authentic communication skills,
confidence,
and a depth of knowledge
pursue travel, and athletic challenges or
a mental health professional
i have been advised to carry a notebook
and wear the leather jacket
and grow my hair
two out of those three i can do
I had worn the hat almost to death
It was a fishing cap, with a picture
Cannot remember what the picture was now
it had worn off a long time ago
It had fallen in the lake several times
but I always retrieved it, because it was green
My favorite color, and it had been my Daddy’s
It used to smell like him.
The seams had split, and the brim was peeling
It had slashes in it, as if it had been knifed
I am sure it was at least fifty years old
I kept it until it no longer smelled like Daddy.
If we acknowledge Mother Earth,
How is it we discount her daughters?
If might doesn't make right,
What have we left out of the world?
What do we make of this world… that was made for us?
If we look up to Father Sky,
Is that why we look down on Mother Earth?
Or have we put words in the mouth of the wind,
When we mouth the words of our fathers?
Have we not learned from whence they came?
With soft touch of hands
mother smooths creases of fear—
folding in embrace
touching quivering candle
fingers humming haunting hymns
Love requires no hands
it invents its own language—
wing, beak, paw and lick
a body curled up to care
whispers —'you're safe'
Whales cuddle up close
dolphins ring rosy halos
seals seek safe harbors
penguins bow against the wind
birds soothe with beaks and feather
Love without fingers
a current that wraps and lifts
a tide unbroken
it cradles the heart within
steadies the faltering steps
Such love needs not touch—
it listens, watches, imbibes
hovering in care
joining two hearts together
with spirit of motherhood
mother <=> child
nestled <=> encircled
sings a lullaby <=> shouts rebuke
forever giving <=> endless forgiving
cuddles with soft hands <=> scolds with look of eyes
a candle that gently guides <=> a flint that fires up the child
kisses heals with tender grace <=> hugs forgives all falls from grace
silence teaches more than words <=> songs unsung are yet always heard
soft hands set child free <=> yielding never losing touch
endless is the sacrifice <=> small are the rewards
beholds the dawn <=> relishes the dusk
laughs out loud <=> weeps in silence
never ever <=> forgotten
beget <=> begotten
one <=> all
I wake up in a room full of mirrors,
a funhouse of distortion
where reality is blurred.
I gasp, for in one of the mirrors,
I see a young version of me—
rocking and singing a lullaby
to my newborn baby girl,
with a full head of dark hair.
By my side, a little boy with blue eyes and blond hair—
a million-dollar family.
Sighing contently, I hold them close to me.
A muffled sound—sobbing—is heard in the distance,
the sound alarmingly familiar.
The mother sobs uncontrollably,
her graying hair and lines on her face
reveal a much older version of myself,
clutching to her heart
a picture of a beautiful, brown-eyed girl with dimples.
In the mirror, she reads: RIP.
The mirror doesn’t lie.
Rub-a-dub-dub ~
Mommy and her little one, splashing in the tub,
playing with Mr. Beluga, the whale,
and grabbing Wally the walrus by the tail,
and riding two seahorsies:
one named Gitty, the other one Yup.
On the days at home we watched TV and didn't play outside
On the days my hugs were not enough, with you I sat and cried.
On the days when giving up too easily or there was more I could have tried
On the days we did not read together, books were pushed and put aside.
I'm sorry it has not been the smoothest, and sometimes a bumpy ride.
But one thing you can be certain of... I'll never leave your side
For the whole entire journey, having mummy as your guide
My son confessed
His room’s a mess
My daughter, amused
Her ~ mom disabused
I want to abide
In you
Just reside in you
And you, in me
I need just to confide
In you
Be endowed by your power on high
Beautiful
Wonderful
Glorious enlightenment
Blessed I am
Ever so I am
In you Lord my Father God
I WANT I NEED JUST YOU O' MY GOD-
7/30/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Tell your son how much you love him
Tell him every day
And if you have more than one
Hug each in a special way
Snuggle with your daughter
on the couch or on the bed
Sing her a sleepy-time lullaby
Kiss her lightly on the head
They'll be gone before you know it
faster than the blink of an eye
Make sure they know you love them
before it's time to say good-bye