How are you supposed to act
When there is a death in the family
Do you just stop and break down
Or do you keep on going
Do you stop and call
To your family and friends
Or do you writee down some lines
To remember them by
This is the question
That I’m facing today
And I’m shaken up
By the events that are [...]

He said She was his life,
Soon they became husband and wife, every thing was perfect,
Happy as could be,
Great life and a happy family…, The days got shorter and the nights got longer every night together their love grew stronger.
Even though they fought, They used every thing they were tought,
No matter how hard life [...]

My family
I love them dearly
But they are:
Loud
Obnoxious
Annoying
Deaf
Blind
Cranky
Controlling
Demanding
Spineless
Embarrassing
And through it all
They are my family
That loves me
Through all my negative attributes
So for this
I love them My family
I love them dearly
But they are:
Loud
Obnoxious
Annoying
Deaf
Blind
Cranky
Controlling
Demanding
Spineless
Embarrassing
And through it all
They are my family
That loves me
Through all my negative attributes
So for this
I love them
This poem was written/submitted by Nicole Hiebing.

Every Christmas we celebrate the same thing
Thinking snow and gifts have to always be there
Until I realized a new thought to bring
That there is much more than care
I hope that one-day on Christmas Eve
In the year two thousand and forty
I’ll be fifty of age not to leave
And in the age of prosperity
By that age, [...]

sweet house of memories
how precious you are
what year is it again
no matter
porch framed in flowers
the bench swing beckons
come sit a while
stay
inside family welcomes
smiling in black and white
photographs are everywhere
everywhere
the smell of bread drifts in
not by bread alone?
four generations I know
were
new family moving in
new childhood for you
as I grow ever
older
This poem was written/submitted by [...]

Hinemoa, Tui, Maina,
All of them were born together;
They are quite an extra special
Set of babies–wax and leather.
Every day they took an airing;
Mummy made them each a bonnet;
Two were cherry, one was yellow
With a bow of ribbon on it.
Really, sometimes we would slap them,
For if ever we were talking,
They would giggle and be silly,
Saying, “Mamma, take [...]

The rose is a rose,
And was always a rose.
But the theory now goes
That the apple’s a rose,
And the pear is, and so’s
The plum, I suppose.
The dear only know
What will next prove a rose.
You, of course, are a rose–
But were always a rose.
This poem was written/submitted by Robert Frost.

My banks are all furnished with rags,
So thick, even Freddy can’t thin ‘em;
I’ve torn up my old money-bags,
Having little or nought to put in ‘em.
My tradesman are smashing by dozens,
But this is all nothing, they say;
For bankrupts, since Adam, are cousins,
So, it’s all in the family way.
My Debt not a penny takes from me,
As sages [...]

On he goes, the little one,
Bud of the universe,
Pediment of life.
Setting off somewhere, apparently.
Whither away, brisk egg?
His mother deposited him on the soil as if he were no more than droppings,
And now he scuffles tinily past her as if she were an old rusty tin.
A mere obstacle,
He veers round the slow great mound of her [...]

We bought an electric monkey, experimenting rather
recklessly with funds carefully gathered since
grandfather’s time for the purchase of a steam monkey.
We had either, by this time, the choice of an electric
or gas monkey.
The steam monkey is no longer being made, said the monkey
merchant.
But the family always planned on a steam monkey.
Well, said the monkey merchant, just [...]