Family Poems, Poetry about Family

A Heart For Children

One hundred years from now
It will not matter What kind of car I drove,
What kind of house I lived in,
How much I had in my bank
Nor what my clothes looked like.
One hundred years from now It will not matter
What kind of school I attended,
What kind of typewriter I used
How large or small my church,
But the world may be …
a little better because..
I was important in the life of a child.

This poem was written/submitted by Nancy.

A Mother

When God looked down upon the earth
And chose to put new blessings there,
Gifts from above To show his love,
And lighten earthly joy and care,
He gave the sky the sunset glow;
Gave fragrance to the lily’s blow;
Gave laughter gay To children’s play
And then to every yearning soul
He gave that gift of tenderest worth
– A Mother.

This poem was written/submitted by Alvin.

A Mother

When God looked down upon the earth
And chose to put new blessings there,
Gifts from above To show his love,
And lighten earthly joy and care,
He gave the sky the sunset glow;
Gave fragrance to the lily’s blow;
Gave laughter gay To children’s play
And then to every yearning soul
He gave that gift of tenderest worth
– A Mother.

This poem was written/submitted by Sarah N. Latham.

Colors

Colors are
Lovely and beautiful
Vigorous and Bright
Dull and dispering
Pitiful and bland
Contrasting and in Harmony
But no matter what they’re still a family.

This poem was written/submitted by Esther.

Dad

Dad…so many images come to mind
whenever I speak your name;
It seems without you in my life
things have never been the same.

What happened to those lazy days
when I was just a child;
When my life was consumed in you
in your love, and in your smile.

What happened to all those times
when I always looked to you;
No matter what happened in my life
you could make my gray skies blue.

Dad, some days I hear your voice
and turn to see your face;
Yet in my turning…it seems
the sound has been erased.

Dad, who will I turn to for answers
when life does not make sense;
Who will be there to hold me close
when the pieces just don’t fit.

Oh, Dad, if I could turn back time
and once more hear your voice;
I’d tell you that out of all the dads
you would still be my choice.

Please always know I love you
and no one can take your place;
Years may come and go
but your memory will never be erased.

Today, Jesus, as You are listening
in your home above;
Would you go and find my dad
and give him all my love.

This poem was written/submitted by Judy Burnette.

Dad’s lesson

Daughter asks dad what
she should become

and Malaysian dad surprises
her with ‘you can be whatever
you want to be except dont be a racist’.

‘why suddenly such a downer subject? , ‘
daughter innocently asks.

‘Not serious. I just want to get
an important record straight –
and right from my heart. Racism
will spell the end of everything
good in this country, ‘ he stresses.

‘Well dad, I understand, ‘ she cools down
and dad warms up her hands with his.

This poem was written/submitted by John tiong chunghoo.

Daddy’s Hands

I remember Daddy’s hands folded silently in prayer
and reaching out to hold me when I had a nightmare
You would read quite a story in the callouses and lines
years of work and worry had left their mark behind.

I remember Daddy’s hands how they held my mama tight
and patted my back selfishly for something done right.
There are things that I’ve forgotten that I loved about the man
But I’ll always remember the love in Daddy’s hands.

I remember Daddy’s hands working till they bled
just to keep us all fed.
If I could do things over I’d live my again
and never take for granted the love in Daddy’s hands

Daddy’s hands were soft and kind when I was crying
Daddy’s hands were hard as steel when I’d done wrong
Daddy’s hands weren’t always gentle
but I’ve come to understand
There was always love in Daddy’s hands

This poem was written/submitted by Dunn Holly.

Family Ties

Family Ties Are precious things
Woven through the years,
of laughter, love and tears.

Family ties are cherished things
forged in childhood days,
by love of parents deep and true,
by tradition, by family ways.
Family ties are treasured things
and far though we may roam,
the tender bonds with those we love
still pull our hearts toward home.

This poem was written/submitted by Nancy.

Fathers

Dads are great, they really are;
They teach you to drive, in their brand new car.
They love you like, you’re the only one;
They take you to movies, and you have lots of fun.

They are never strict, to their little girl;
They’ll dance with you, and give you a twirl.
And for Dads, boys are a treat;
To grow up like Dad, isn’t that neat.

I guess you can tell, I Love my Dad dearly;
I tell him I love him, and not just yearly.
And so to all Dads, I will just say;
Have a very, Happy Fathers Day.

This poem was written/submitted by Lovy.

God thank You for daughters

Daughters God bless them
Little girls that grow to become women
But to a daddy they’re always his little girls
Even after they make him a grandfather

I’ve been blessed twice myself
Never would I have traded them fir a son
My daughters were my pride and joy
And I loved them more every single day

I remember the first time
One of them came to me with an adult problem
Instead of taking it to her mother
Asking me to help her understand men

I told her, let’s make a deal
I’ll helpYou understand men
And you’ll help me understand women
We both got a big laugh out of that

With his daughter a man can be
The tender, loving person he really is
The side of himself he hides from the world
Lest it mistakes him for a wimp

A daughter is a gem, precious and polished
Even back in the day when she was a tomboy
Teased by the other girls for playing with boys
Yet growing up to be the most feminine of them all

God thank You for daughters
And for giving me two of my own
I will love and cherish them forever
And Heaven help anyone who hurts them

This poem was written/submitted by Harry J. Couchon Jr.

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