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| Family Poems: 151-160 of 201 | | << <Prev 11| 12| 13| 14| 15| 16| 17| 18| 19| 20| 21| Next> >> | Mother | | ........ & become the young woman that i am today; and for all this i can truly say that you are one of gods greatest gifts to me for you are my mother! | Fathers Day | | happy fathers day to someone who was never there, who had enough kids to last a life time but dont show for any of them you care. happy .......... | family | | Families are those people that money can't buy. Families will always be there for one other. Can't no one change that. Us kids think that they yell at us for the fun of it. Nope they are just there to help us stay out of trouble. They also are there to keep us safe. We think that they .......... | To My Youngest Son | | ....... so anxious to greet this world with a cry that could be heard like your brothers had been this was how you my son came to be my heart was .......... | Dreams | | it happens to all of us, some more than others. it can happen to parents, sisters, and even baby brothers. some of them are different, and some are .......... | My Daughter's Wedding (A Fathers' Prayer) | | My Lord, My God, How can it be, That she's looking at him As she once looked at me? Can he know her heart As I've known her heart? Can he dry her tears As I have through the years? Where have the days gone When I was her knight, And dragons b'neath bedsprings Abandoned their .......... | Daddy Is Gone | | ....... temperature had shot sky-high, rising well over one-hundred degrees. my daddy's life was taken away in a fatal car crash. he was gone .......... | Dust War | | ....... up breakfast, which was only a little bit of bread. like lambs the children went to school, she went off into the field her husband .......... | To My Mom | | ....... are red violets are blue a final tribute especially for you a love of a mother will never die i'll never forget you i cannot lie you were .......... | my mothers love | | you support me always, through the good and the bad, you were not only my mom but also my dad you gave me life in the beguinning advice when i .......... | | << <Prev 11| 12| 13| 14| 15| 16| 17| 18| 19| 20| 21| Next> >> | | Family Poems: 151-160 of 201 |
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Family Quotes
"There's one sad truth in life I've found,
While journeying east and west
The only folks we really wound,
Are those we love the best.
We flatter those we scarcely know,
We please the fleeting guest,
And deal full many a thoughtless blow,
To those who love us best."
~Ella Wheeler Wilcox
"The happiest moments of my life have been the few which I have passed at home in the bosom of my family"
~Thomas Jefferson
"A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands. But a mother's love endures through all"
~Washington Irving
Family Poem of the Day
JUBILANT FATHER
His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.
The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."
Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.
You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.
- CRISTINE McAULIFFE
Quote of the Day
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JUBILANT FATHER
His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.
The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."
Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.
You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.
- CRISTINE McAULIFFE |
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