Poems About: SON

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

  • 325.
    beware

    beware, my son,
    not all species are all like us.
    not all creatures have learned to pray and be patient.
    Not all know what waiting is all about. read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 326.
    The wrestlers funeral

    I still cannot remember the first name
    of the funeral home but the second name
    was Hooverman I think
    and as I tried to follow the mapquest directions read more »

    Oscar Mireles
  • 327.
    My son, your mother left you and me alone......

    My son, your mother left you and me alone
    and she had flown to the heaven by leaving us in hell
    Has she forgotten our love for her?
    Her smiling picture on the wall brings me nonstop tears read more »

    Ravi Sathasivam
  • 328.
    Pinnochio

    Geppetto took a block of wood
    With knife in hand he tried
    To carve his path to fatherhood
    With a son wood could provide read more »

    Stanley Cooper
  • 329.
    Cry of the Ghetto

    The baby cries
    As a bullet comes through the window
    As the father slowly dies
    Whiile the mother doesn't react read more »

    Tequia Taylor
  • 330.
    When I Am Gone

    Don't weep for me when I am gone,
    Hold each other close and carry on.
    I loved you all each and everyone,
    At last I now join my beloved son. read more »

    Elizabeth Tees
  • 331.
    The Only True King

    From the first day my eyes saw him I knew my life was complete, the pride within
    Me begged to shut out, announcing to the world the joyous love I felt inside,
    Tears rolled down my face uncontrollable from the happiness I felt inside. NIne long
    months came and went, eagerly I awaited to see my son, "My Son" these words hold read more »

    Richard James Marrero
  • 332.
    Our Son - Your Son

    Oh Lord, what lesson would you teach me now?
    As low, beneath this burden I do bow
    A heart near breaking, crying out for our son's life
    Struggling to surrender and be free from strife. read more »

    Barbara Notestine Moulder
  • 333.
    The Attic

    'There's nobody in
    But the light is on
    And a chair just creaked,
    Did you hear it, son? read more »

    David Lewis Paget
  • 334.
    Happy Birthday

    You’ve been gone for eight years
    But all of your good memories still here
    Right here in our hearts and minds
    A agood son, a good brother, good uncle and a good friend like you is hard to find read more »

    Monino Martin
  • 335.
    Son's Loss-Father's Own

    Son's loss-Father's own
    He looks at those eyes,
    With eyes equally dry,
    As though his son's presence in disguise, read more »

    Sonnet Mondal
  • 336.
    A41 Joseph's Brothers Return To Canaan

    Joseph ordered to load corn bags,
    With their money inside the sacks,
    On the back of their donkeys:
    But they weren't aware of this. read more »

    Simple Simon
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