Sunday, May 16, 2010

Can you help me find poems on roses or about the family?

Can you help me find poems on roses - red, white or even yellow - or poems about family relationships? It's for a school project. Thanks!

Can you help me find poems on roses or about the family?
Family


"There's one sad truth in life I've found, While journeying east and west


The only folks we really wound, Are those we love the best.


We flatter those we scarcely know, We please the fleeting guest,


And deal full many a thoughtless blow, To those who love us best."


~ Ella Wilcox








ROSES





You love the roses - so do I. I wish


They sky would rain down roses, as they rain


From off the shaken bush. Why will it not?


Then all the valley would be pink and white


And soft to tread on. They would fall as light


As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be


Like sleeping and like waking, all at once!





George Eliot 1819-1880





The Rose


by Athena


I watched her disappear,


as the summer sun began to fade;


not to see again 'til next year.


Could this be what God has made?


The morning wind is welcome;


now the earth is snowy white.


The skies are the heavens;


at least I think they might.


I begin to see my friend again,


the one I had just made.


Every year life greets her


with the springtime's sun and rain.


The streams are clear and blue;


forever they may run.


The mornings bring dew;


the winters bring sleep,


and the cool crisp winds


make her weep.





A White Rose





The red rose whispers of passion,


And the white rose breathes of love;


O, the red rose is a falcon,


And the white rose is a dove.


But I send you a cream-white rosebud


With a flush on its petal tips;


For the love that is purest and sweetest


Has a kiss of desire on the lips.








What A Rose Can Say





A rose can say I love you and want you to be mine,


A rose can say I thank you for being so very kind,


A rose can say congratulations, whatever the occasion may be,


A rose can say I miss you and wish you were here with me,


A rose can say I'm sorry if I've hurt you in any way,


A rose can say get well soon, May God bless you today,


A rose can say I wish you happiness, and the best for you each day.


A rose can say farewel when someone goes away,


A rose can say hello, I'm thinking of you today,


There's just so many wonderful things that a rose can say,


A rose can say goodbye when a love one is laid to rest,


No matter what there is to say, a rose can say it best.





Margie Driver








I love my family so much.


To be apart of a family like mine


is so divine


where love is shown


hurt is shared


our love for each other is never impaired





we talk


we laugh


we cry





but we are a family


and we do it all together


for as a family


we do it all as one





you hurt one


you hurt all


and as a family unit


we will all stand tall





for we are family


a family full of strength


a family full of love


a family no one can touch


that, s why I love my family so much.





Mahfooz Ali








Family Comes Together








Family comes together


For always and forever


In sickness and in health


In poverty or in wealth


Family comes together


For always and forever


Without any reason


Anytime or any season


Family comes together


For always and forever


In death or in life


In happiness or in strife


Family comes together


For always and forever


In anger or in kindness


Whether all seeing or in blindness


Family comes together


For always and forever


Whether for work or for play


They somehow find a way


For family to come together


Because families are forever





Glaedr the poet





We Are Family








we are family,


although we do not resemble


although i am black and you are white


although you are rich and i am poor





we are family,


even though i am democrat, and you are republican


even though your ancestors are from Iraq, and mine are from Africa


even though you teach the class i'm enrolled in





we are family,


although i'm a poet and you are a singer


although you are old and i am young


although i'm a gentleman and you a lady





we are family,


even though you praise Allah and I praise Jesus Christ


even though i love football and you play soccer


even though you are a Sagittarius and i'm a Cancer





we are family,


although i prefer rhythm and blues and you love blue grass


even though you have a car and i have a bus…to ride


although i have love and you are alone


even though you dress one way, and i dress the other


although my family loves me and yours does not know of you





we are family,


you and i are family,


me and you are family,


no matter what the difference is


family we are, forever


because we are here, and here is earth


and earth is our home


so here, we will live,


we are family.





Michael J. Burt
Reply:Roses are red


Violets are blue


I hate Poetry


and so should you
Reply:I wrote this





Warm blood has grown cold, brought forth by the thorne of a rose. Dropped by my Lady who leaves for a distant shore. A scent that still gathers, a fragrance surounding, the hint of the scent of a rose.


Water from the sky, just like from my eyes won't last forever. Through the ebb and flow I just wanted you to know I will always remember. Warm blood has grown cold brought forth by the thorne of a rose.


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