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Poems About Family | Save The Memories For Eternity

Read the moved poems to revive the memories of our far away childhood

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What's sweeter than a Family poem, written from the heart!

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 12:22:00 +0000

There are many special holiday in a year, but beside them, how many times do you give someone a gilt with a card with just the greeting on no special event? xml api How we can forget all the memories about my beloved father, thought the funeral poem of him has been read for over twenty years. The time has come and gone, the tear on our eye may have dried, the sorrow in our heart may have faded, but the memories will surely live on for as long as we can still walk the ground. The little child lie inside the arms of the father has grown up and now continue to read the poem of fathers. “Daddy, you mean the world to me”, “Daddy, walk a little slow” A tribute to our far far away daddy which now lies in the sands of time. Those people have experienced the life know that people’s instinct is the hunger to traveling, but when their life is done, then they all wish to return to their homeland, living the rest of their life with the family that they have left behind while on the journey to the open world. The hard life has made their memories about the lovely childhood lose. The further they go, the less they remember about the past with their family. But they’re not to be judged, because it’s the rule of life.People cannot live on the past forever, and will never be able to live on the past forever. Just keep the memories in a small place of your mind, and revive it whenever the soul burden, because you’ll always be able to find a shelter from the storm when carrying the father’s advices. Good luck, my friend, for my memories for our father will burn for eternityA SPECIAL BOND ~ by Jordan from KatyYou made every wish come true,I mean everything to you,I'm thankful for each day you gave me.In our small big house by the roaring sea.Spoke for me when I was weak,Would climb all the way to that mountain's peak,I love you forever, you and me,In our small big house by the roaring sea.Gave me wings so that i may fly,Flew over the seas and into the sky.Our love is strong between you and me,In our small big house by the roaring sea.Daddy, you mean the world to meand so much more,Now it's my turn to show you how much I love you,and to even out the score.Walk A Little Slower Daddy ~ Author Unknown"Walk a little slower Daddy,"said a child so small,"I'm following in your footstepsand I don't want to fall.Sometimes your steps are very fast,Sometimes they're hard to see;So walk a little slower, Daddy,For you are leading me.Someday when I'm all grown up,You're what I want to be;Then I will have a little childWho'll want to follow me.And I would want to lead just right,And know that I was true,So walk a little slower, Daddy,For I must follow you."Little ThingsI remember the wayyour eyes would light upwhen you smiledAnd the way you would laughit would make me laugh, tooI miss all those little thingsabout youI remember how happinesswas just an ordinary feelingIt wasn’t somethingthat we wished forIt just happened everydayI miss all those little thingsthat have somehow slipped awayBut as time went onand the years began to take their tollwe forgot the little thingsthat filled our hearts and our souland somehow it all disappearedI miss all those little thingsabout us during our best yearsLife can be hard and it can hurtsometimes we do or say somethingwe never really meantand before we can take it backthe pain has sunk inI miss all those little thingsabout us;the things that made us strong,and made us promise this was foreverno matter what went wrongIf we can remember that love was oursonce upon at timeand let go of the tough years and heartacheand take a moment to rewindI know whe can find the happinessthat used to fill our lives everyday.I miss all those little things that we used to be.[...]