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POETRY ABOUT FAMILY
Family Tree
My Children
A Mother's Love
Dad
Dear Grandma
Grandpa


  • Family Trees

    We start out small inside of our mothers with care.
    Then were born into the nice clean air.
    Our mother and father are first to greet us.
    Then grandma and grandpa show up to meet us.
    As the family gathers and describe all our traits.
    My genealogy journey becomes part of my fate.
    As I grow and learn, I trace all the names.
    Of those faces that love me and played all my games.
    It's a family quest, a journey of mine.
    It's the past I seek, cause it comforts my mind.
    It's my family trees that are most interesting to me.
    From the past to the present, we all come to be.
    Laura Velli
    Copyright 2003

  • My Children

    The Heavens are shining down on me
    Because God has blessed me with you
    You bring
    Joy to my life
    Laughter to my voice
    A smile to my lips
    A twinkle in my eye
    and so much love to my heart
    You really are my sunshine
    You are my moon and stars
    You are my heart and soul
    You are my life's air
    Without you
    I could not exist
    I could not be
    You make me complete
    You make me free...
    I am free because you love me
    Unconditionally!
    Billie Lackey-Turknett
    Copyright 2003

  • A Mother's Love

    A Mothers love
    Will never end
    Even when for her child
    God does send

    Memories of joy
    That he has brought
    Will be in your heart
    And in your thoughts.

    Cherish the good times
    Erase the bad
    It was a special love
    That you had.

    A certain thing
    Or special place
    Will remind you of the smile
    Upon his face.

    Remember his love
    With all that you're feeling
    And let that love
    Promote your healing.

    For, a Mothers love
    Will never end
    You'll just save it up
    Till you meet again.
    Debra Oliver
    Copyright 2003

  • Dad

    You were my inspiration
    when I was very young,
    You praised me when I needed praise
    told me when I was wrong.
    Thunderstorms and lightning too
    held for me no fear,
    I was safe from everything
    when I could see you near.
    All your love and guidance
    made me what I am today,
    And yet I still cannot believe
    that you have gone away.
    Listening to the songs you sang
    brings a teardrop to my eye,
    But you were happy singing them
    so why do I always cry?
    I often want to talk to you
    like we did not long ago,
    Yet even with these passing years
    oh dad, I miss you so.
    D. E. Miller

  • Dear Grandma
    Poems by Lynn Barany

    What is it like where you are?
    Hope you're doing fine.
    Have you been working in your garden
    I hear it's sunny all the time.

    Did you get your hair done,
    bet it still isn't grey.
    It's not the same without you,
    I still miss you every day.

    How is Grandpa doing?
    Hope he's feeling well
    And is he always laughing
    About the funny jokes he tells.

    You know I saw the river
    Just this past May,
    It's still as lovely as it was
    Before you went away.

    There is not a lot that's new here
    I'm much older than before.
    It would make me happy
    If you could walk through my front door.

    I'm not sure how to mail this
    I don't have your postal code,
    Or if the mailman goes so far
    On his journey up the road.

    If you wouldn't mind
    Here's what I can do,
    I'll send "In care" of heaven
    to make sure it reaches you.

  • Grandpa
    By Amy RIchter
    I can see right through your black hole eyes.
    I catch a glimpse of what once was.
    They are warm, even though they're empty.
    A familiarity is held within.
    I can see right to your heart through them.
    I want to tell you so badly about things that are going on.
    But, even when I do, I'll never know if you understand.
    You're hand reaches for me sometimes, and,
    for just a minute, I feel complete again.
    I can offer you no more than you can offer me,
    so I'll just sit and be with you.






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