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I grew up in a very large family in a very small house. I never slept alone until after I was married.

quote by Lewis Grizzard
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He Wants To Get Married

(sandy knox, anthony little)
He believes in the family unit
The union of man and wife
He believes that you stand before god
For better, for worse and beyond this life
He believes that a ring on his finger
Is something to be proud of
For all of the world to witness
That he is committed to this love
He wants to get married
Hell build a house in the country
Where hell watch his children grow
And teach them the values of something
That most people never even know
He wants to get married
I never thought I would be so blessed
To know a man like this
Hes everything, everything I believe that a man should be
And when he is called to his maker
He wants to go to his grave
With his final remembrance of this earth
To be one last look at his wifes face
He wants to get married
He wants to get married
Oh, he wants to get married
But not to me

song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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My House

This is my house,
Treat it as such,
It is where I dwell.
It is my castle,
I am it's king,
It is where, I alone prevail.
I set the rules,
For which we live,
For my wife, child and I
If you cannot accept them,
If you only reject them,
Please, just step outside.

This is my house!
I support it with two hands,
Liken the one, my father once owned.
And when I got married,
And I took me a bride,
My house, became our home.
I'll fight for the rights,
For which it stands,
To shelter, my family and I,
To protect ourselves,
And to raise our family,
And for that, I would surely die.
Though it may not be a castle,
It may not be a mansion,
But of its four walls I am proud.
For many memories are here,
Many hopes and dreams lie there,
For this is my house, our home.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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The boy and the apple tree

Once there was a boy who used to play under an apple tree
He played so happily that it was a joy to see
As he grew old, he got bore of playing alone
Toys and gadgets he desired to be his own

So, under the apple tree the boy muttered
‘Tree can you give me toys I now desire? ’
‘Toys I don’t have, my boy, ’ the tree replied
‘But my fruits you can sell to get your toys.’

So the boy took the fruits and went away
The tree waited for his return day after day
Many years had passed and the boy got older
He married a girl to be his wife and lover

The adult boy now needing a new house for his family
Went to the tree and asked for its advice earnestly
The tree glad to see him once again said
‘My branches will be sufficient to make your nest.’

To these words the adult boy listened
And took all the branches away with him
With these he constructed a house for his family
Where he lived for several years happily

One day, the boy now a fully mature adult thought
‘It will be wise to travel around and sail the sea across’
So, he went to the now old apple tree and asked
‘Tree, can you tell me, a boat, where I can get? ’

The tree which was happy to see him again sighed and said
‘Though I am old, my stem you may take if you want’
On hearing this, the guy cut the tree down
And made a large boat, which was fine and strong

Many years had passed and the guy now became an old man
Tired from his adventures across the sea and land
He went and saw the apple tree once again
Which was now but a stump nobody would want

The old stump on seeing the old man cried
‘My old boy what can I do for you this time’
The old man on hearing this softly replied
‘I just want to lean against you till the end of my life.’

poem by Henry Chen
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I was ever of the opinion, that the honest man who married and brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single, and only talked of population.

quote by Oliver Goldsmith
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There is a lot of lip service paid in this Congress and downtown at the White House about family values and small business. Who better represents family values and small business than the fishermen and women on the Oregon and California coast.

quote by Peter DeFazio
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Try It (I'm In Love With A Married Man)

I think of you each day
I think of you at night
Do you think about me, darling,
when you make love to your wife?
The world won't understand
my affair with a married man
(Try it, try it, try my love)
Try my love
(Why won't you try it, try it)
I'm in love with a married man
Do you think of us on weekends
when you're with your family
Are you lonely when you're with her
and do you ever long for me?
As I get down on my knees
As I cry myself to sleep
(Try it, try it, try my love)
Try my love
(Why won't you try it, try it)
I'm in love with a married man
Oh lord, the risk is me
I've done for you what I can
I'm in love with a married man
(Try it, try it, try my love)
Try my love
(Why won't you try it, try it)
I'm in love with a married man

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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However, when my parents married in 1945, China was in turmoil and the possibility of returning grew increasingly remote, and they decided to begin their family in the United States.

quote by Steven Chu
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William House and Family

Come all kind friends, both far and near,
Come listen to me and you shall hear --
It's of a family and their fate,
All about them I will relate.

They once did live at Edgerton,
They once did live at Muskegon,
From there they went to Chicago,
Which proved their fatal overthrow.

It was William House's family,
As fine a family as you see --
His family was eleven in all,
I do not think it was very small.

Two children died some years ago,
Before they went to Chicago,
Five children there he had with him,
When death his home there enters in.

The small-pox then was raging there,
And Oh! it would not their house spare,
For all but one was sick of them,
A dreadful house it must have been.

The eldest girl was married then,
The eldest boy was in Michigan,
The second boy he was at home,
And took care of them all alone.

His father and his mother dear,
And dear sister, too, I hear,
Were very sick and in his care,
And no kind friends to help him there:

Two little brothers, and a baby too,
Made six in all -- what could he do,
He had to take care of them all,
The baby, too, was very small.

As he would go to his father's bed,
And try to soothe his aching head,
"My son, I pray you leave me, do
Go take care of poor mother, too."

"Your mother and sister need your care,
And your little infant brother there;
Oh! Charlie, Charlie, take care of them,
My son, do all for them you can."

It seemed as though he did not know
That his poor soul so soon must go,
And leave his little ones he loved,
To go to that bright world above.

But God he called his soul away,
It had to leave, it could not stay --
He never more on earth will be,
His soul is from sin and sorrow free.

Charles helped the sexton, I am told,
To lay his form in the coffin cold --
How sad, how sad, poor soul was he,
When last his father's form did see.

Minnie May House she had to go,
And leave her friends that loved her so --
She was a girl in her teens,
A lovely flower as e'er was seen.

Minnie and her mother lay on one bed,
And when Charles said, "our Minnie is dead,"
His mother then she did grow wild,
And early after knew her child.

They buried Minnie by her father's side,
And left them there where they had died --
Charles took his mother and brothers then
And brought them back to Michigan.

For the mother and the baby too,
Kind friends did all that they could do,
But those poor souls they could not save,
For now they're sleeping in their grave.

Oh! what a noble son was he,
His age was then only sixteen --
Charles House's name I have told before
God bless his soul forever more.

poem by Julia A Moore
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This is not a family

This is not a family...
No not to me... a family is people who are there for you they are the people that you trust to make sure your okay they are the people that believe in you and they are the people who will never lie to you and always be honest
This is not a family...
For a family its pretty sad to think we treat one another as nothing talk to eachother as if we dont care for one another and backstab and walk on one another because we can
This is not a family...
I use to think i had it good till i grew up and relized family shouldnt bring eachother down... family shouldnt make you cry... family shouldnt make you think you will be nothing and stay nothing for....
This is not a family...
Instead its just a sad excuse of people who put up with eachother not because they want to but because they have to... for this family that i have i hope that all of you will soon relize before its too late that i love my family... and i believe in my family... and that even though my household is not right at all... i know that i will become something... not because you make me think i cant... its because i believe in myself and with that i know i will someday do great things...
FOR this is not a family...
but it is my family

poem by Andrea Thanasas
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All Are Precious

Every child’s, a precious one!
Every spouse, a precious one;
Every sibling, a precious one;
For, most have small, a family norm!

Every parent’s, a precious one!
Every student’s, a precious one!
Every teacher, a precious one;
For, most have small, a family norm!

Every worker’s, a precious one!
Every inmate, a precious one;
Every colleague, a precious one;
For, most have small, a family norm!

Every person’s, a precious one!
Every life, a precious one;
Every soul, a precious one;
For, most have small, a family norm!

So, take all care of every life,
And don’t take undue risks at all;
Life’s most precious thing on earth;
For, most have small, a family norm!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 24-10-2010

poem by John Celes
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As I grew up, I was continually to suffer hardships in different realms of life - in my family, in my relationship to Japanese society and in my way of living at large in the latter half of the twentieth century.

quote by Kenzaburo Oe
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Small Town

Well I was born in a small town
And I live in a small town
Probly die in a small town
Oh, those small communities
All my friends are so small town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity
Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic thats me
But Ive seen it all in a small town
Had myself a ball in a small town
Married an l.a. doll and brought her to this small town
Now shes small town just like me
No I cannot forget where it is that I come from
I cannot forget the people who love me
Yeah, I can be myself here in this small town
And people let me be just what I want to be
Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look whos in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and thats good enough for me
Well I was born in a small town
And I can breathe in a small town
Gonna die in this small town
And thats probly where theyll bury me

song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Truly Great

My walls outside must have some flowers,
My walls within must have some books;
A house that's small; a garden large,
And in it leafy nooks.

A little gold that's sure each week;
That comes not from my living kind,
But from a dead man in his grave,
Who cannot change his mind.

A lovely wife, and gentle too;
Contented that no eyes but mine
Can see her many charms, nor voice
To call her beauty fine.

Where she would in that stone cage live,
A self-made prisoner, with me;
While many a wild bird sang around,
On gate, on bush, on tree.

And she sometimes to answer them,
In her far sweeter voice than all;
Till birds, that loved to look on leaves,
Will doat on a stone wall.

With this small house, this garden large,
This little gold, this lovely mate,
With health in body, peace in heart--
Show me a man more great.

poem by William Henry Davies
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I Married Her

I married her!
But, she left me and went for another man;
I married her!
But, she left me and slept with another man;
It is sad isn't it?
But, that is how life is at times;
And like the Tsunami that hit Japan! !

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Elizabeth Tailor no more

Born in Briton and settled in America,
Elizabeth Tailor breathed her last at her Seventy nine in twenty eleven.
She acted as Cleopatra with
Richard Burton as Julius Caesar.
They fell for each other and married.
Twice her husband from her six,
He remained her ardent lover through out.
An Oscar awardees twice, she had been
Heart broken that he couldn’t get one.
She stands out in that though she married
Seven times she hasn’t slept with men
Whom she had not married, a status
Of which her four children can be proud.
27.03.2011

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Family

If you have a child in your lap,
young moms would visit with kids to make them play around,
if you have a toddler,
many toddler will come and make your house upside down
if you have a teenage boy or girl,
young crowd willl throng your house with lots of noise,
if you have a married daughter in law in your familty,
young married ladies will get together to gossip and have fun,
if you have a oldies in your house,
old retired people will come to have a cup of coffee,
and when you donot have anyone,
no one will come to your house to say hello.

poem by renu Vig sharma sharma
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Rust.

Around my neck the dog tag military style chain

Worn it for years

Don't care for the gold bling-bling

Hanging on this chain one small trinket

Flat round and silver

Embossed with the word 'family'

Shining brightly I'd never take it off

Only when I'd shave

And it's sheen never dulled until today

Irish by birth the 'family' has been my rock

Always there always fair

Until all I've put them through became too much

I never knew there was a thing

As too much

When it came to family it was more than name

It was blood.

Now they don't speak to me or return emails

Inbox is empty

Everyday I wish for only one small sentence

A few weeks ago I lost the necklace for the first time

Initially frantic

Then forgotten as my anger grew I was glad

Today looking through my tote bag full of junk

There it lay

Familiar chain with the flat ring.....'family'

I looked closer at the discoloration of rusted beginnings

And thought 'how ironic'

It's the same color rust

Which through my eyes

I now see clearly.

poem by Kellen Mage
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But if each man could have his own house, a large garden to cultivate and healthy surroundings - then, I thought, there will be for them a better opportunity of a happy family life.

quote by George Cadbury
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Eternal Love

We met thru a common friend
In our workplace
Slowly thru our acquaintances we grew close
& when friendship turned into love nobody knows
This was just the start of our life's challenge
As religion had come as a barrier to our family
And we had to prove our love to them heartily
But nobody understood our pure love
And we went a step further and crossed our limits now
We got married happily in presence of our friends
Who were always with us, come wind or rains
We walked thru our life's path without our family support
God bestowed upon us all the happiness he could hold
There was no-one in this earth who could make us apart
And our love grew stronger as days passed
Our life too went thru thick and thin
But we surpassed all that & threw all worries in the bin
We travelled across the globe together
And made our worries as light as a feather
Till one day our family did understand us
And gave our love meaning thus
But it was too late
As we had a very cruel fate
We both met with an accident
And to unite us in heaven God too was hell-bent
Even death did not make us apart
Our love was eternal though short
Today we are together n still brave
Lying next to each others grave.

poem by Kavita Iyer
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Funerals

I have been to large funerals,
even had to conduct one for a friend.
There are so many mourners that the pallbearers
have trouble turning the coffin around.
Then there have been others
where only a handful of people begrudgingly go.
My mother had one of those
and the paramount of difference shows.

Large ones are attended to say goodbye and display respect
for all that they had done for others in their lifetime.
The small ones are attended as a sign of closure
for what they did not do in their life.
Large ones have many sad
because they have to say to them their last goodbyes.
Small ones are rather sad
for either they held no respect
or their circle of real friends were very few.

22 October 2009

poem by David Harris
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