Poems About: FAMILY

In this page, poems on / about “family” are listed.

  • 349.
    Extended Family Members~ One

    Dysfunctional conditions of family fractions diminish the whole.
    Smaller mindsets diminish by cutting off limbs from God’s goal.

    Judgmental and sectarian ways of mindsets from pride’s evil. read more »

    ArmourQuill Hunter
  • 350.
    Family

    My friend
    Marrage
    Arranged my
    Friend mother read more »

    otteri selvakumar
  • 351.
    Guardian of freedom

    I wake up early in the morning
    at times there is laughter, joy, but a lost of a hero has us all mourning
    complete my mission, and do what I am told
    prepared for anything on any kind of weather, even in the cold read more »

    michael neguse
  • 352.
    More McCornack Family Memories

    Looking through old photos
    Of family members from the past
    Sure do bring back memories
    That will forever and ever last read more »

    Marilyn Lott
  • 353.
    'Island All Alone'

    I’m stranded on an island
    Was cast out by my family
    To drift upon an open sea.
    Landed ashore to live alone read more »

    Linda Winchell
  • 354.
    I Wish

    I am smart and funny
    I wonder if I can outstretch life
    I hear God whispering in my ear
    I see Jesus helping us read more »

    Alex Sheets
  • 355.
    Too Good 2 B True

    I somehow already knew
    That my family was just too good to be true
    As for me when I first saw you I knew
    That it was my destiny to love you read more »

    wendy rodriguez
  • 356.
    Happy Forth of July

    The tents are set up and all the family arrives.
    For it is the July Fourth family weekend party.
    For three and sometimes four days the McCoy clan celebrates this special day.
    We lay out on the pond, tell stories, set off fireworks, have campfires, play with the little cousins, have volleyball tournaments, and eat lots of food. read more »

    Natalie McCoy
  • 357.
    *Fret When You Lie*

    Fret When You Lie

    You fall…, we rise..,
    Oh no, there’s no need to apologize read more »

    Daniel Richards
  • 358.
    I AM A JOURNALIST

    As I move motionlessly through the rubble-
    The manifestation of buildings—destroy
    I picture myself, my family engrossed within the rubble— read more »

    Gregory (gshaw57) Upshaw
  • 359.
    days came go...but it's too late....

    and people wonder why i changed
    but no one 's ever the same these days
    past and past
    wen i can't tke out no longer read more »

    Alvita Slim
  • 360.
    things i do n dont do

    the things i do for love
    the things i do for me
    the things i do because im scared
    the things i do because im lonely read more »

    claire finch
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