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The Fisherman
- By Abbie Farwell Brown
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Abbie Farwell Brown was an American author who lived from 1871-1927. She lived in the same house her entire life, experiencing many traditions in her New England community. Brown describes the life of a fisherman in this poem, showing how one's profession becomes such a large part of a person's life. The Rhyme Scheme is ABCB.

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The fisherman goes out at dawn
When every one's abed,
And from the bottom of the sea
Draws up his daily bread.

The fisherman goes out at dawn
When every one's abed,
And from the bottom of the sea
Draws up his daily bread.

His life is strange ; half on the shore
And half upon the sea --
Not quite a fish, and yet not quite
The same as you and me.

The fisherman has curious eyes ;
They make you feel so queer,
As if they had seen many things
Of wonder and of fear.

They're like the sea on foggy days, --
Not gray, nor yet quite blue ;
They 're like the wondrous tales he tells
Not quite -- yet maybe -- true.

He knows so much of boats and tides,
Of winds and clouds and sky !
But when I tell of city things,
He sniffs and shuts one eye !
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Love's Coming
- By Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox was an American author and poet who lived from 1850-1919. Her goal was to write pieces that lifted people’s spirits. In this poem, she writes of the great expectation of falling in love--that it will be an earth shattering moment, but the girl she writes about finds that she has fallen in love with someone who has always been by her side and is considered a close friend. That love has stood the test of time. This poem is made up of quatrains, four-line stanzas, that have a rhyme scheme of ABCB. The structure is also very intentional. The first two lines of each stanza show what the speaker hopes for when it comes to love, and the second two lines of each stanza reveal her reality.

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She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's call;
But he came instead with a stealthy tread,
Which she did not hear at all.

She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's call;
But he came instead with a stealthy tread,
Which she did not hear at all.

She had thought how his armor would blaze in the sun,
As he rode like a prince to claim his bride:
In the sweet dim light of the falling night
She found him at her side.

She had dreamed how the gaze of his strange, bold eye
Would wake her heart to a sudden glow:
She found in his face the familiar grace
Of a friend she used to know.

She had dreamed how his coming would stir her soul,
As the ocean is stirred by the wild storm's strife:
He brought her the balm of a heavenly calm,
And a peace which crowned her life.
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Friendship: One Of God's Greatest Gifts
- By Lauren Manning
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2008 with permission of the Author.
My best friend Lacey and I met in daycare when we were three years old. Another girl in daycare yanked a book out of Lacey's hand and made her cry, and that is how our friendship began!! Truly, my life would not be the same without her, and I am grateful to God for her.

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I was the young age of three,
and oh, so very small.
I knew almost nothing,
nothing at all.

I was the young age of three,
and oh, so very small.
I knew almost nothing,
nothing at all.

When I saw a cute little girl
shaking with fear,
all alone in the corner
with her eyes full of tears,

I thought to myself,
I'll go be her friend.
So I went over to her
and touched her sweet little hand.

I said to my new friend,
"Do you want to play?"
My new friend said, "Yes,"
and her tears went away.

It's been fifteen years now,
and our friendship's still strong.
I can hardly believe
we've been best friends this long.

As I went to her that day,
I was the angel to be.
How could I have known
that God sent her to me?

But angels need two wings
if they don't want to sit and just rest,
so God combined both our wings
to show us we're blessed.

We can't thank him enough
for his gift of kindness and love.
We are both each other's angels
sent from heaven above!
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Life Is Fine
- By Langston Hughes
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In this poem, the speaker is considering giving up on life, but he can’t go through with it. He finds that since he hasn’t died, he has something to live for. This poem has a strong sense of structure. It’s made up of single lines and quatrains with the ABCB rhyme scheme.

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I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.

I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.

But it was Cold in that water! It was cold!

I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.

I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn't a-been so high
I might've jumped and died.

But it was High up there! It was high!

So since I'm still here livin',
I guess I will live on.
I could've died for love—
But for livin' I was born

Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry—
I'll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.

Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine!
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To A Terrific Dad
- By David L. Helm
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006 with permission of the Author.
A son writes a poem to his father, telling his dad just how terrific he is.

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To a dad who is terrific,
To a dad who's real neat,
To a dad who makes the best of things,
Even when they're not so sweet!

To a dad who is terrific,
To a dad who's real neat,
To a dad who makes the best of things,
Even when they're not so sweet!

To a dad who's growing older,
To a dad who's going gray,
To a dad who just gets smarter,
It would seem from day to day!

To a dad who has potential,
To a dad who is the best,
To a dad who's been successful,
And who drowns out all the rest!

To a dad I admire,
To a dad I can trust,
To a dad I appreciate.
That's what makes this rhyme a must!

To a dad I call father,
To a dad who's held it through,
To a dad I'll love forever,
Because Dad, you know it's YOU!
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Beauty And Scars
- By Marla J. Frazier
- Published by Family Friend Poems May 2019 with permission of the Author.
I wrote this poem because of my compassion for people who are suffering. I have been writing poetry for over 50 years, and most of it is about caring for others.

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Close your eyes and picture beauty.
What is it that you see?
A baby, a mountain, a river?
Or maybe an old oak tree?

Close your eyes and picture beauty.
What is it that you see?
A baby, a mountain, a river?
Or maybe an old oak tree?

There is beauty all around us,
But some of it's hard to find,
Perhaps in the eyes of a weary soul
To which life has not been kind.

Maybe a life so shattered
And their world torn apart.
Hurting and so very alone,
They live with a broken heart.

Look beyond what you see.
Love them for who they are.
Do this, and you will find
Beauty beneath the scars.
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Before The Ice Is In The Pools
- By Emily Dickinson
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Emily Dickinson was an American poet who lived from 1830-1886. The first volume of her poetry was not published until four years after her death. In this poem, it’s not clear what the speaker was waiting for, but some believe it could be Sue, Emily’s sister-in-law. They spent many years corresponding with each other but had moments of estrangement. Some believe this poem also has religious and spiritual references to touching to cloak of Jesus and crossing over to death. Or it could simply be about waiting for winter to arrive. This poem is composed of quatrains (four-line stanzas) that follow the ABCB rhyme scheme.

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Before the ice is in the pools—
Before the skaters go,
Or any check at nightfall
Is tarnished by the snow—

Before the ice is in the pools—
Before the skaters go,
Or any check at nightfall
Is tarnished by the snow—

Before the fields have finished,
Before the Christmas tree,
Wonder upon wonder
Will arrive to me!

What we touch the hems of
On a summer's day—
What is only walking
Just a bridge away—

That which sings so—speaks so—
When there's no one here—
Will the frock I wept in
Answer me to wear?
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Goodbye, Grandfather
- By Veronika J.
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2010 with permission of the Author.
After 5 years of not seeing him, I went on holiday to Europe for a visit. I spent the next 3 months travelling daily to and from his hospital bed. At 12 years old, I helplessly watched my grandfather die of cancer.

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You never know the extent of a word
Until you use it
You never know the impact of a word
Until you abuse it

You never know the extent of a word
Until you use it
You never know the impact of a word
Until you abuse it

You never know what could or couldn't have been
Until you lose it
You'll never live through the good times in between
Because you lost it

Please, when you say goodbye
Make it count for what it's worth
Put some value on the word
It may be the last one ever heard

What I wouldn't give to see his face
Just one last time
He's lying in a better place
So I'll just smile and say it's fine

We never got to share a dance
Or celebrate together
If only we had one last chance
I'd make it last forever

I would show him how good I've done
And how much better I still can do
I'd show him how much he meant to me
And how much I loved him too

I'd thank him for always being there
And sending me all his love
I want to feel him one more time
Give him one last hug

He was the strongest male figure
I ever came across
He wore a smile even though
He knew how much he lost

The word goodbye left my lips
So quickly and so hollow
If only I knew it was forever
I'd tell him only until tomorrow

I'd make sure he kept fighting
Even though he was tired and weak
I'd be there to stop him crying
Whilst sleeping, I'd kiss him on the cheek.

And if it was his last 10 breaths
That he would only ever get
I'd take his hand and tell him
That him I would never forget

Followed by that little word
That makes him know it's time
That little word that makes me cry
I'd tell him, Goodbye Grandfather
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Climb Every Mountain
- By Eric R. Harvey
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2019 with permission of the Author.
This poem is about the obstacles we have to overcome following the passing of a loved one or someone who is seriously ill. It is about getting through those terrible times, learning to stand and cope.

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We all have a massive mountain to climb,
Especially those who've lost someone dear.
But climb that big mountain, we surely must,
If we are going to overcome fear.

We all have a massive mountain to climb,
Especially those who've lost someone dear.
But climb that big mountain, we surely must,
If we are going to overcome fear.

Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,
All those with an incurable illness.
Each step on that rocky, dangerous climb
Gets you nearer to an inner stillness.

Each of us have a big mountain to climb.
It might well be just a family rift,
But you must begin to climb that mountain
Because families are a God given gift.

Everyone's got their own mountain to climb.
It could be something you just can't accept,
But you must sort it out, make it good now,
Or you'll never take that first tiny step.

We all have a great big mountain to climb.
We walk the same path that our fathers trod,
But when you've ascended and reached the top,
Then surely, you will be nearer to your God.
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Christmas Carol
- By Sara Teasdale
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Sara Teasdale recounts the birth of Jesus and all who came to visit him. Some were wealthy, while others were poor. Some resided on Earth, while others came from heaven. All came to celebrate the birth of Jesus. Sara Teasdale was an American poet born in Missouri on August 8, 1884. She had six collections of poetry published during her lifetime and one published posthumously.

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The kings they came from out the south,
All dressed in ermine fine;
They bore Him gold and chrysoprase,
And gifts of precious wine.

The kings they came from out the south,
All dressed in ermine fine;
They bore Him gold and chrysoprase,
And gifts of precious wine.

The shepherds came from out the north,
Their coats were brown and old;
They brought Him little new-born lambs—
They had not any gold.

The wise men came from out the east,
And they were wrapped in white;
The star that led them all the way
Did glorify the night.

The angels came from heaven high,
And they were clad with wings;
And lo, they brought a joyful song
The host of heaven sings.

The kings they knocked upon the door,
The wise men entered in,
The shepherds followed after them
To hear the song begin.

The angels sang through all the night
Until the rising sun,
But little Jesus fell asleep
Before the song was done.
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My best friend Lacey and I met in daycare when we were three years old. Another girl in daycare yanked a book out of Lacey's hand and made her cry, and that is how our friendship began!! Truly, my life would not be the same without her, and I am grateful to God for her.

In this poem, the speaker is considering giving up on life, but he can’t go through with it. He finds that since he hasn’t died, he has something to live for. This poem has a strong sense of structure. It’s made up of single lines and quatrains with the ABCB rhyme scheme.

A son writes a poem to his father, telling his dad just how terrific he is.

I wrote this poem because of my compassion for people who are suffering. I have been writing poetry for over 50 years, and most of it is about caring for others.

After 5 years of not seeing him, I went on holiday to Europe for a visit. I spent the next 3 months travelling daily to and from his hospital bed. At 12 years old, I helplessly watched my grandfather die of cancer.

This poem is about the obstacles we have to overcome following the passing of a loved one or someone who is seriously ill. It is about getting through those terrible times, learning to stand and cope.