Most Commented Family Poems (502)

at twenty eight
you moan and you groan
you think life is unfair
and has done you wrong

should have gathered acorns
and now be filthy rich
yet there is the curve ball
and life is a b*tch

now at sixty five
you look back and cry
send prayers to heaven
and ask 'why, why, why'

so go live your life
each day by day
then you look back
i did it my way

They are not a gift you receive,
They cannot be borrowed or bought.
It's your character, would you believe,
Or have you given it any thought.

You get them as you're being raised,
Or learn them on your own.
A well mannered person is highly praised.
Ill mannered people are left alone.

A lack of manners is very rude.
A mannerless person may not realize,
The extent to which they are crude.
Sometimes we must open their eyes.

Inmates often know of respect,
Not many of them have manners.
They're criminals, what do you expect,
Business suits and Day Planners?

Many times they have to fight,
Because of a lack of manners.
Not easy for them to see the light.
You have to wave them banners.

Good manners will make people smile.
They help make a good impression.
Without them you are most likely vile.
And often cause oppression.

Bad mannered people are often unwelcome.
They're usually tolerated for a while.
I wish they'd all go learn some,
And give us reason to smile.

Criminals have common characteristics.
Lack of education and manners are two.
Their lacking adds to our statistics,
Making things rough for me and you.

Written 10-18- 09

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This is my poem and stuff

THE ANCESTRY TREE QUEST

Here I sit gaze upon screen lists of names oh what does it mean
Files upon files a conumdrem of past where answers lay within and my roots are cast.
Generations of family from decades bygone I need a spark for my search to go on.
Trawling the libraries looking at books grained old photos every avenue every nook
For evidence of fact a familiar place as a sleuth like detective follows up a trace.
And then the break it makes my day long lost relations that had not erred astray
Eager to solve those mysteries in mind nervous to discover but excited to find
My tree of forefathers from way back when lost uncles perhaps boding from then.
Certificated proof my inklings first thought through journeys of history painstakingly sought.
Hours upon hours worthwhile I now muse knitting and weaving those family line clues
Eyebrows raised little surprises in store unearthing the secrets and keys to the door
Of the ancestry tree I'm driven to succeed spellbound hooked intoxicatingly intrigued.
From a small idea to a maiden name quest I'll leave no stone unturned till I've unearthed all the rest .

an ode i did through the eyes of a family member

As your father I should enlighten you about what you'll face out there
'First and Foremost'...this alleged "Gift of Life" doesn't include fair
Don't just listen my daughter... HEAR everything I'm saying to you
more than anything I hope you experience more bliss than blue

One absolution is theirs no getting around having your heart broke
the intense pain induces nausea making you feel "I'd rather croak"
I'm so sorry but 'love' shall be a life challenge most trying
I promise my dearest daughter time will remedy the crying

Heartache is unfortunately bound to linger but you will live
keep fighting even if you feel theirs no fight left to give
My heart falls apart knowing I can't save you from life's pain
learn from every mistake daughter so prudence can be your gain

More times than not counting on another is simply unwise
be reluctant to trust...even "best friends" have disguise
My child you are certain to succeed once out on your own
Crystal NEVER forget you're the greatest joy I have known

Dearest daughter my love for you no scale could possibly measure
I do know when you became my child I got a priceless treasure
When or If I'm needed just know I will always answer your call
until my last breathe.. I'm there if you should ever stumble or fall

Her hair curled in soft ringlets down her back, her crinoline dress tight at her waist holding her upright, the miles of fabric below spread out on the soft green grass as she sits lost in her thoughts. Her breasts raise and fall softly as she breaths, her cheeks rosy and flushed as her mind wonders to him, the Man who boldly walked up to her at the ball and without even knowing him or saying a word and in front of everyone there. Not caring who saw, his hand lifted and slid behind her neck, he pulled gently and her head fell back, her eyes looked inside his soul, he smiled gently and leaned towards her almost in slow motion, he captured her lips for a second in time and she was lost....

Aan you skryf ek n briefie
in die hoop dat jy dit sal kry.
Ek sal nie vir jou soek nie
jys nie meer gelukkig by my.

Die briefie se nie veel nie
klein om in jou sak te dra.
in die hoop dat jy eendag sal terug kom
en dit self vir my kan vra.

Sonder tierlanteintjies
geskryf op geel papier.
Die hoekies effens om gekril
onderaan met trane versier.

Ek wou maar net se ek mis jou
verewig aan my gebind.
My deure staan altyd oop vir jou
ek wag vir jou my wegloop kind.

Ek wens jy kan my vergewe
ek wou jou graag net hier he.
Ek is ook nie foutloos
as ek maar net kon jammer se.

Onthou ek is lief vir jou
waar ook al jy mag bly.
In my hart is daar geen kwaad vir jou
alle liefies....

van my.

Waiting for those sweet faces that one can kiss,
to hold them close and to let them know your there,
telling them no matter where they are they will be surely missed,
whispering sweet nothings, tell them that you really care,

Tenderly touching their cheeks, kissing that brow,
smiling widely when you see them smile back at you,
bathing their cuts and scratches, dont make it a row,
telling them that bedtime story now its time for sleep too,

You look and watch them slowly grow into young men,
trying very hard not to scold when mistakes are made,
those first years are always the best, you look back then,
remembering those antics and pranks, doing favours for trade,

I remember those toy fights they used to like,
both attacking at once from different direction.
I also remember the days they each got their own bike,
its nice to remind yourself of your love and affection,

Time passes us all and we soon grow old,
now they have their own children to keep in memory too,
they no longer listen to you when told,
memories of my love for both of you.

Bright light blazing me over
room so warm and alive
thirst I ne’er felt before
waking - did I survive?
I only remember for sure
your promise to revive.
Whose hand trembling more
than I could ever contrive?
Staff buzz around the floor
hungry workers in a beehive
Such big smile you wore
I am glad I did arrive
I am glad I’m still yours.

Today it is your special day
So there is one thing I must do
It’s send a simple birthday wish
To last your whole year through
I wish you a day of happiness
A day when dreams come true
And hope it lasts throughout the year
Bringing lots of luck for you