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Drive | | Driving The Highway Fifty Five Straight Ahead Waiting For Daylight Wondering Where I'll Be Led These Long Lonely Roads No Beginning And No End Listening To The Messages The Other Guys Send Eighteen Wheels Rolling Round All The Horses I Feel Seems I've Waited A .......... |
Fairytale Endings | | it's a nightmare bursting to reality, a dream that went wrong. the all american family, and a disease fighting strong. the memories .......... |
Mother | | as a child i remember, my mothers hands, they were something to behold, my tiny hands softly wrapped around just one finger a feeling .......... |
My Dad lost his job today | | my dad lost his job today i did not know what to say he looked sad and talked to mom i tried to listen but they walked away i waited .......... |
My mom,my hero | | ....... strain she shows no fear and doesn't cry any tears she loves her family forever and a day she'll never forget the way we look up to .......... |
MY SAFE PLACE | | ....... somewhere, someplace isolated, where no one would hear me shout. my sister and i were doing fine. it wasn't our fault we were .......... |
PILLAR OF A MAN | | ....... of many lessons,i have learned from my dad protect and honor your family,no matter what the cost a battle for your family is a .......... |
SALT | | "this is dedicated to all the people who stood by me even when i was very difficult" father for all the wrong i have done, you love me .......... |
Simply Sophie | | ........ - so much bliss finally, our journey together as a family can commence beautiful things await you, our little angel - our princess |
Snow Angel | | You wanted snow and you got it Not when you were here on this earth, But when you walked through heaven's gates, Your dream came to life I'll never forget you There is a special place in my heart Always and forever I'll love you You had a spark like no other That .......... | | << <Prev 1| 2| 3| 4| 5| 6| 7| 8| Next> >> | | Family Poems: 21-30 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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