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Poems About Households that will Unite the Family

Poems About Households that will Unite the Family.

Poems About Households – In poetry, houses and homes are not so prominently featured as, say, fields, hedgerows, or the moon, but they are obviously significant in their lives, and many poets have tried to reflect our feelings about home and our attitudes to all kinds of houses.

Home is the place when you go there, they have to take you in. From the humblest homes to the stately homes, here are Poems About Households and homes. Don’t let another day pass without making the people who mean the most aware of how you feel.Poems About Households

1. Family Tree

It seems strange to me
That a family tree is drawn from the top of the page.
Instead, draw mine with roots deeply planted in firm ground
Like forefathers, whose stories retold,
Nourish us.
Draw the trunk giving support and power,
Strongly branching out
So that young shoots can reach high
And buds,
Some yet unfurled,
May catch dreams in sunlight.

By Alison Jean Thomas

2. Exhibitions of Love

A pat on the hand,
A peck on the cheek,
A slap on the back,
A hug.
No need to speak.
Family love is all around
Like air in a room
Invisible but always present.

By Alison Jean Thomas

3. Family

Family:
A soft and gentle word for something strong,
A foundation to stand upon when things go wrong,
A place built through years
Of squabbles and tears,
Of laughter and joy,
And of love.

Family:
Those who know you deep inside,
Who can see beyond bravado and pride,
Who’ll pick you up each time you fall,
With love made from memories of when you were small,
The people who know your worst and your best
They’re the loved ones with whom you’re blessed.

By Alison Jean Thomas

4. What Family Means to Me

I will never be truly alone, and
I’ll always have a place to call home.
I have people who know the real me,
And they still love me even if we disagree.
Though sometimes we may fuss and fight,
In the end everything will be all right
Because families forgive each other no matter what.
That’s just the way it is, no ifs, ands, or buts.
Family stays true all the way down the line,
And I couldn’t live without these people of mine.
Yes, this is what family means to me,
If this rings true for you, then I’m sure you agree.

By Kelly Roper

5. Family Means Everything

Family members
Are the people who
Make life worth living.
In good times and bad,
Love them first and last because
Your family means everything.

By Kelly RoperPoems About Households

6. Family Means Different Things

Family means different things to different people.
To some, family means mom, dad and the kids.
To others, family means single parents doing the job of two to make a home.
To some, family means living with grandparents too.
To others, family is the aunt or uncle who has stepped up to fill in for parents.
To some, family means two moms or two dads growing a family together.
To others, family means two people multiplying their love through adoption.

To some, family is limited to blood relations.
To others, family includes friends who are there through thick and thin.
To some, family is all about the people in their lives.
To others, pets are considered family members too.
Yes, family means different things to different people,
But every family has one thing in common, and that’s love.

By Kelly Roper

7. The Thing About Family

The thing about family is,
You may not always like them,
But you’re always going to love them.
It just might take a little while sometimes
To remember that.

By Kelly Roper

8. We Are Family

We are family,
Not just because we share blood,
But because we share a bond
Built from abiding love.

Look at Your Loved Ones
When family are gathered ’round
There’s so much love in the air.
If you ever wonder who has your back,
Just look at your loved ones there.

By Kelly Roper

9. Family Likeness

“You’re just like them!” they say.
And me, I yell, “No way!
He’s so moody,
She’s so shrill,
His chin juts out,
Boy can she shout!
His nose is big,
And mine’s quite small
There’s no resemblance at all.”

But then on days of harmony
I find that I agree.
Our family is made of different parts,
But we’re all the same
In our hearts.

By Alison Jean Thomas

10. Family Webs

Family ties are like spider webs.
They are delicate, yet so strong,
And if they are broken or destroyed,
They can be woven again.

And like a spider web,
Those intricate lines stretch out
Between all the family’s members,
Creating a connection that can still be
Felt even if not immediately seen.

The best thing about this “family web,”
Is that it’s sticky enough to hold
Everyone together and help them feel
They have a place where they are loved.

By Kelly RoperPoems About Households

11. Home, Sweet Home!

‘Mid pleasures and Palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home!
A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there,
Which seek through the world, is ne’er met with elsewhere.
Home! Home! sweet sweet Home!
There’s no place like Home! There’s no place like Home!

An exile from Home Splendour dazzles in vain.
Oh! give me my lowly thatch’d Cottage again!
The Birds singing gaily that came at my call.
Give me them with the peace of mind dearer than all!
Home! Home! sweet sweet Home!
There’s no place like Home! There’s no place like Home!

How sweet ’tis to sit ‘neath a fond father’s smile,
And the cares of a mother to soothe and beguile!
Let others delight ‘mid new pleasures to roam,
But give me, oh give me, the pleasures of Home!
Home! Home! sweet sweet Home!
There’s no place like Home! There’s no place like Home!

To thee I’ll return, overburdened with care;
The heart’s dearest solace will smile on me there;
No more from that cottage again will I roam;
Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like Home.
Home! Home! sweet sweet Home!
There’s no place like Home! There’s no place like Home!

by John Howard Payne

12. Morning Windows

The brightest thing a house can do,
When morning fills the skies,
Is just to catch the sun’s first rays,
And flash the brilliant prize.
No eighty-candle lights within
Can match the dazzling sight,
And every window-pane becomes
A fusillade of light!
Thus, thus it is when households kneel
In humble morning prayer.
The very Sun of Righteousness
Is caught and captured there:
And all the day, in all its ways,
However dull they be,
The happy windows of that home
Are scintillant to see!

by Amos Russel Wells

13. Home From School

The western sun comes softly in
Through hall door open wide,
Young Rover lies with low-stretched chin
Upon the steps outside.
The great hall clock ticks sleepily;
A hint of clucking hen
Conies from the yard uncertainly,
Then all is still again.

But hark! A banging of the gate!
A clatter up the walk!
A tangle of blithe sounds elate
In song and laugh and talk!
Loud strikes the clock the chickens flee,
Rover’s a frantic fool;
The very sunshine laughs to see
The children home from school!

by Amos Russel Wells

14. At Home

You may seek for the end of the rainbow
Over mountains and valleys afar,
You may wend weary miles in your questing
Until evening blossoms a star—
When homeward you turn, disappointed,
Heartsick at the end of your dream—
You see from your small cottage window
A bright, broad ruddy beam
That beckons you in “O come hither,
Too long from the fireside you roam,
The goal of real joy that you seek for
Is found nowhere else but at home!”

by Mary Tarver Carroll

15. The Homestead

Here we came when love was young.
Now that love is old,
Shall we leave the floor unswept
And the hearth acold?
Here the hill-wind in the dusk,
Wandering to and fro,
Moves the moonflowers, like a ghost
Of the long ago.
Here from every doorway looks
A remembered face,
Every sill and panel wears
A familiar grace.
Let the windows smile again
To the morning light,
And the door stand open wide
When the moon is bright.
Let the breeze of twilight blow
Through the silent hall,
And the dreaming rafters hear
How the thrushes call.
Oh, be merciful and fond
To the house that gave
All its best to shelter love,
Built when love was brave!
Here we came when love was young,
Now that love is old,
Never let its day be lone,
Nor its heart acold!

by Bliss CarmanPoems About Households

Poems About Households – It could be said that nothing more than the feeling of homesickness makes us enjoy the value of the house.

If we travel the globe and are unexpectedly overcome by the need for a home-cooked Sunday roast, or are trapped away from work and can’t wait to get back to our families, we’ve all been there.

Poems About Households – This line, from this moving poem, encapsulates for the tired traveler the irresistible pull of home.

Dailtimespoem – Poems About Households

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