Son Poems | Examples of Son Poetry

I wake up in a room full of mirrors, a funhouse of distortion where reality is blurred. I gasp, for in one of the mirrors, I see a young version of me— rocking and singing a lullaby to my newborn baby girl, with a full head of dark hair. By my side, a little boy with blue eyes and blond hair— a million-dollar family. Sighing...

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Each little cutie birthmark on your face, symbolizes my fondness for you. You can try, but you can't count them; they multiplied as our bond grew. The immense depth of your brown eyes, reflects my endless love for you. Profound and limitless, just like the sky never ending, never fading, so true. But that naughty, unruly hair of yours definitely shows your strong...

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1 Corinthians 1:18 “For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness; but unto us which are saved it is the power of God.” As I wait for the Son to rise, for hope to soar through the skies for the light of the world to shine so that grace and love are mine… I hear the...

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He watches, observes and loves with all his heart Reservedly waiting to see reciprocation or active participation Thinking, offering ideas for all to embrace, Satisfaction to behold and a joy that floods his young face. Considering others in wake of their pain He goes the extra mile to ensure protection and such detailed accomplishment While allowing others to make their own...

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I wrote about my timer, Which is permanently stuck And, after many years, at last Emitted its last cluck. That was two days ago; today A package came for me. I hadn’t ordered anything And thought, “What could it be?” A brand-new chicken timer With a message from my son: “I hope this works – it looks just like Your now non-ticking one.” I laughed out loud...

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In about a week, I'm gonna go see my maker, an old Italian guy, who left me with my present caretaker. I need to go see him about my nose, because the damn thing just grows and grows. My caretaker says it's because I lie, but I don't know how seriously to take her. ...

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Hey Dad! Hey Dad! Is that you knocking at the door outside? I'm excited to let you know how great was my first horse ride. Mom was waiting for you on the couch — another quiet night. Is your job so hard? Well, I hope everything's alright. Good night Dad. Hey Dad! Today's my 7th birthday! My friends were looking for you...

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With His arms wide open and His head bowed low He prayed to His Father, without making a show Two thieves at His side, one repented one not Savior of this world, gave it all He got They placed Him in a tomb and rolled up the stone all that was left of Him was flesh...

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What is a mother? Is it birth? In a way, for that is the Earth, the need to seed, to procreate that is, our natures obligate. Is that a mother’s duties done; that’s all. I’m through. I have a son. It was and is, and was again, ignorant to the silent pain; never knew quite how to mother; left it to a father’s other; appearing...

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128 Gallon of Milk "The unique medium" Castile Dermal they spoke as his name. They said he was an original person with some great ideas. He refused to see past the frustration of the word can't. Some saw him as a great person , nut others either needly wished him to fail or go away. He would use his knowledge of science to make better conditions were historically people who had needed...

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It’s grace that remembers me when I feel lonely Grace who reminds me that God still loves me It’s grace who tells me that my soul is worthy Grace that fulfills me when I know I’m imperfect It’s grace who allows me to let go of the past Grace who forgives me for all those sin filled shadows It’s grace who...

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A mother's arms will make a boy feel warm. Without her, the world would be strange and cold. She keeps her darling safe from fear and harm and offers him a loving hand to hold. She watches over him where he may go and always holds him tightly to her breast. She shields him when the winds...

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My sweetness, from you, my first meal, Exclusively for six. And for many more months after~ The grub that made me tick. You'd go hungry for me to eat. Still my tum begs for more What yours for days has been denied, For hunger there to roar. Empty tummy twirls blank your eyes, Then you fall down and faint. Still you rise just to find...

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draconian dad stubbornly immovable until grandbaby grandbaby request cant be denied by papa amazed baby dad...

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I see you through a smoky haze, A boy I knew in brighter days, Your laughter once could light the room— Now shadows wrap you in their gloom. Your eyes, once clear, now lost and wide, Like oceans caught in turning tide. I reach, but you just slip away, A ghost who walks in light of day. You chase a high that leaves...

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