Poems About: SISTER
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
What is the gift we have given thee, Sister?
What is the trust we have laid in thy hand?
Hearts of our bravest, our best, and our dearest,
Blood of our blood we have sown in thy land. read more »Frederick George Scott
338.48 - Little Sister! ! !
Little sister this advice i give to you
For the life ahead it will help you through
Never be afraid to ask people questions
And to make mistakes to learn lifes lessons read more »nicola burkett
339.Be Yourself by Fritzgerald Paul
Brothers and sisters have you ever wondered why do we kill one another?
Is it because each one of us want to be on top like oil on water?
Or is it because we like to watch one another suffer
Brothers and sisters please be yourself read more »Fritzgerald Paul
340.Entreating the Wyrd
I know not where the Fates may lead me
as I call upon the sisterly guides
I fear that they may yet deceive me
as they answer my desolate cries read more »Sheri Walters
Ihave a little sister that shares my life.
She saved my life you see.
She made me well when I was dying.
this little sister with me. read more »Joanne (LULU) Walker
342.Valentine’s Day 2005
Give me back my sister, God!
Oh, give me back her love;
Give me back our good old days
When cooked we by oil-stove! read more »Dr John Celes
343.A Visit to Victoria's Secret
I made a left
and pulled into the huge
Staten Island Mall parking lot
my sister and Nancy hopped out read more »Charles Chaim Wax
344.Brother And Sister
"SISTER, sister, go to bed!
Go and rest your weary head."
Thus the prudent brother said. read more »Lewis Carroll
A sister is something I missed as a kid
I wished and hoped with everything I did,
Someone to be there and play with
and when in trouble, help plead the fifth. read more »Randi Nicole Dement
As I think about it more and more each day, it comes clearer to me.
What I feel in my heart is no lie. read more »Loretta Doyle Smalley
347.To The Union
Giant aggregate of nations,
Glorious Whole of glorious Parts,
Unto endless generations
Live United, hands and hearts! read more »Martin Farquhar Tupper
348.The Little Sister
The wind knocks at the window,
And my heart is full of fear,
For I know when it is calling
That some evil thing is near. read more »Dora Sigerson Shorter