Parents Poems

Nought loves another as itself,
Nor venerates another so,
Nor is it possible to thought
A greater than itself to know.
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The Chief Defect of Henry King
Was chewing little bits of String.
At last he swallowed some which tied
Itself in ugly Knots inside.
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I Celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
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Then dirt scared me, because of the dirt
he had put on her face. And her training bra
scared me—the newspapers, morning and evening,
kept saying it, training bra,
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He had drifted in among us as a straw drifts with the tide,
He was just a wand'ring mongrel from the weary world outside;
He was not aristocratic, being mostly ribs and hair,
With a hint of spaniel parents and a touch of native bear.
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FROM dark abodes to fair etherial light
Th' enraptur'd innocent has wing'd her flight;
On the kind bosom of eternal love
She finds unknown beatitude above.
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Through many countries and over many seas
I have come, Brother, to these melancholy rites,
to show this final honour to the dead,
and speak (to what purpose?) to your silent ashes,
since now fate takes you, even you, from me.
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I open my window to let in the morning light and the cool fresh air
Though in the midst of a legion of works assigned for the day
The girl servant next door fills my heart with her innocent smile
Like a pure dew drop glares from the grass-top in the dawn
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Graduation Day is the climax of a dream.
A parental dream that began when a child is born,
And their hope come true it would seem,
A triumph held after periods of forlorn,
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My head is bald,
but I don't care.
I'm not so tall,
but I don't care.
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Dear ghosts, dear presences, O my dear parents,
Why were you so sad on porches, whispering?
What great melancholies were loosed among our swings!
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I woke up this morning
and I was mourning
weary and broken
my life burnin' down to ashes and smokin'
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He lost his parents
In communal riots
But he forgot it!
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Now, joy is born of parents poor,
And pleasure of our richer kind;
Though pleasure's free, she cannot sing
As sweet a song as joy confined.
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Man is mortal and death is certain
So my beloved remove all the curtains
Hanging between you and reality
My boy mind well, it is your duty.
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I sit in the terrace, gazing at the starry sky,
and think about the answer to the question, 'Who am I? '
I am a girl who wants to be young forever,
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Tyrannical, horrible, traumatic, ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
That’s what, I’ll say-

Juvenescent childhood, as it flowed thro
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Something has gone wrong with meaning of words,
'Sun' and 'Son' beautiful creation of lords,
Both represent energy having sharpness of swords,
Both are crucial for survival and existence of world,
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Our parents and grandparents fought in World War 2
As they proudly carried the flag of the Red, White and Blue,
They stood for what all the Nazis stood against
So, our parents went to Germany to kick in some common sense.
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What makes a home safe,
Parents say I love you when you get home from school,
Parents who take a interest in your after school activities,
Parents who want to help them with their homework,
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when parents brag about children
their successes belong to parents

when parents love their children
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My Parents! My Parents! My Parents! humbly seek from Almighty God:
To bless and shower all His special blessings;
To keep in His love for nestling;
To make all comforts in life feathering;
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Forgive us dear parents
We seach for peace; our heart is full of burden,
Forgive us dear parents
For our rebellions for evil.
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Chapter 9: Big Brothers, Big Sisters, Friendship & Mentoring

On the first day of school, every first grader was assigned a ‘big brother' or ‘big sister' from the 8th grade. These were our designated guidance counselors and caretakers during the entire term of the first year. This was something the 8th graders took seriously and a responsibility that not every 8th grader was given. If you were lazy or irresponsible, this honor would go to someone else. The care of these younger children was a serious matter, and you treated the 1st grader in your charge like your younger brother or younger sister at home.
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Today on my walk…I'm thinking about destiny…I'm thinking a lot about fate…
I'm thinking about Nathaniel…a boy I never knew…whose parents called him Nate.

I only had to see his photograph to be encompassed by his charms…
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Left the world on his own will,
Hanging on the rope, dead and still
A person lost his life by his choice
This is story of a person who lost his voice
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When we are children, if we're lucky, our parents form a team…they teach us how to love and show us how to dream….they keep us safe and warm and happy…they make sure that we're well fed…they are the ones, when we're afraid of the dark, who check for monsters neath our bed.

But the children of war…and their parents…are not so lucky because day or night…on the ground or in the air…how can parents protect their children when there are monsters everywhere?
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We smoke because our parents do
Sometimes that's the reason why we chew,
And we also learned how to swear and how to curse
Also by listening to our parents first.
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