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Family is one of life's greatest blessings. Through good times and difficult times, family members often provide the love, support, and encouragement that help us through life's journey. These famous poems about family remind us of the importance of those relationships and the impact they have on our lives. Written by well known poets, these verses celebrate family bonds, kindness, home, and the people who matter most. Looking for more famous poems? Visit our collection of Famous Poems.
Updated June 12, 2026, by Catherine Pulsifer.
A Boy and His Dad
Poet: Edgar A. Guest
A boy and his dad on a fishing-trip—
There is a glorious fellowship!
Father and son and the open sky
And the white clouds lazily drifting by,
And the laughing stream as it runs along
With the clicking reel like a martial song,
And the father teaching the youngster gay
How to land a fish in the sportsman's way. . . .
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Your Brother
Poet: Daniel C. Colesworthy
Turn not from your brother
Who strangely has err'd,
Nor speak as in anger
A harsh, bitter word:
In kindness approach him —
With tenderness speak —
If vic'ous, be gentle —
Support him, if weak. . . .
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A Happy Home
Poet: J.J. Thorne
Caution is the parent of safety,
It keeps us from going astray
It will make a happy home,
In some future day. . . .
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Rich
Poet: Strickland Gillilan
I knew he toiled for a modest wage,
As living costs in the present age.
And I asked myself, in accents grim:
"What can existence hold for him?" . . . .
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The Stick-Together Families
Poet: Edgar A. Guest
The stick-together families are happier by far
Than the brothers and the sisters who take separate highways are.
The gladdest people living are the wholesome folks who make
A circle at the fireside that no power but death can break.
And the finest of conventions ever held beneath the sun
Are the little family gatherings when the busy day is done.
There are rich folk, there are poor folk, who imagine they are wise,
And they're very quick to shatter all the little family ties.
Each goes searching after pleasure in his own selected way,
Each with strangers likes to wander, and with strangers likes to play.
But it's bitterness they harvest, and it's empty joy they find,
For the children that are wisest are the stick-together kind.
There are some who seem to fancy that for gladness they must roam,
That for smiles that are the brightest they must wander far from home.
That the strange friend is the true friend, and they travel far astray
They waste their lives in striving for a joy that's far away,
But the gladdest sort of people, when the busy day is done,
Are the brothers and the sisters who together share their fun.
It's the stick-together family that wins the joys of earth,
That hears the sweetest music and that finds the finest mirth;
It's the old home roof that shelters all the charm that life can give;
There you find the gladdest play-ground, there the happiest spot to live.
And, O weary, wandering brother, if contentment you would win,
Come you back unto the fireside and be comrade with your kin.
Family Court
Poet: Ogden Nash
One would be in less danger
From the wiles of a stranger
If one's own kin and kith
Were more fun to be with.
Our Own
Poet: Margaret Sangster
If I had known in the morning
How wearily all the day
The word, unkind,
Would trouble my mind
I said when you went away,
I had been more careful, darling,
Nor given you needless pain;
But we vex "our own"
With look and tone
We might never take back again.
For though in the quiet evening
You may give me the kiss of peace.
Yet it might be
That never for me
The 'pain of the heart would cease.
How many go forth in the morning
That never come home at night,
And hearts have broken
For harsh words spoken
That sorrow can near set right.
We have careful thought for the stranger.
And smiles for the sometime guest.
But oft for "our own"
The hitter tone.
Though we love "our own" the best.
Ah! lips with the curve impatient,
Ah! brow with the look of scorn,
T'were a cruel fate
Were the night too late
To undo the work of the morn.
The Family's Homely Man
Poet: Edgar A. Guest
There never was a family without its homely man,
With legs a little longer than the ordinary plan,
An' a shock of hair that brush an' comb can't ever straighten out,
An' hands that somehow never seem to know what they're about;
The one with freckled features and a nose that looks as though
It was fashioned by the youngsters from a chunk of mother's dough.
You know the man I'm thinking of, the homely one an' plain,
That fairly oozes kindness like a rosebush dripping rain.
His face is never much to see, but back of it there lies
A heap of love and tenderness and judgment, sound and wise.
And so I sing the homely man that's sittin' in his chair,
And pray that every family will always have him there.
For looks don't count for much on earth; it's hearts that wear the gold;
An' only that is ugly which is selfish, cruel, cold.
The family needs him, Oh, so much; more, maybe, than they know;
Folks seldom guess a man's real worth until he has to go,
But they will miss a heap of love an' tenderness the day
God beckons to their homely man, an' he must go away.
He's found in every family, it doesn't matter where
They live or be they rich or poor, the homely man is there.
You'll find him sitting quiet-like and sort of drawn apart,
As though he felt he shouldn't be where folks are fine an' smart.
He likes to hide himself away, a watcher of the fun,
An' seldom takes a leading part when any game's begun.
But when there's any task to do, like need for extra chairs,
I've noticed it's the homely man that always climbs the stairs.
And always it's the homely man that happens in to mend
The little toys the youngsters break, for he's the children's friend.
And he's the one that sits all night to watch beside the dead,
And sends the worn-out sorrowers and broken hearts to bed.
The family wouldn't be complete without him night or day,
To smooth the little troubles out and drive the cares away.
The Family Meeting
Poet: Charles Spraque
We are all here,
Father, mother,
Sister, brother.
All who hold each other dear.
Each chair is filled; we're all at home!
Tonight let no cold stranger come.
It is not often thus around
Our old familiar hearth we're found.
Bless, then, the meeting and the spot;
For once be every care forgot;
Let gentle Peace assert her power.
And kind Affection rule the hour.
We're all - all here.
We are all here.
Father, mother.
Sister, brother,
You that I love with love so dear.
This may not long of us be said;
Soon must we join the gathered dead,
And by the hearth we now at round
Some other circle will be found.
Oh, then, that wisdom may we know,
Which yields a life of peace below!
So, in the world to follow this,
May each repeat in words of bliss,
We're all - all here!
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Conclusion
The famous poems on this page remind us that family is one of the most important parts of life. Whether the poems speak of parents, children, brothers, sisters, or the family home, they highlight the love, support, and memories that families share. While times and circumstances may change, the lessons found in these poems remain relevant today. May these verses encourage you to appreciate your family, strengthen your relationships, and cherish the people who mean the most to you.
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