Daughter Poems
#daughter
Daughter poems, here you'll find poetry by mothers and fathers about their daughters. Daughter poetry about love, joy, pride and family. Also poems about the challenges of bringing up a daughter, both in terms of family relationships and girls in wider society.
wallyroo92
Poem Published
Today 3:24am
Today 3:24am
The Inside Place
It’s a thing, right?
when we see our children
heading in a similar direction
as we did long ago
hoping that they listened to our advice
or at least take into consideration
the scars we bear
maybe it’s a trend?
One where we have to let them feel the burn
and let them learn on their own
because life’s lessons are more impressionable
when they are experienced first-hand
maybe I worry too much?
maybe this is also part of the parenting process
letting adult children find their own way
while all you can do is...
when we see our children
heading in a similar direction
as we did long ago
hoping that they listened to our advice
or at least take into consideration
the scars we bear
maybe it’s a trend?
One where we have to let them feel the burn
and let them learn on their own
because life’s lessons are more impressionable
when they are experienced first-hand
maybe I worry too much?
maybe this is also part of the parenting process
letting adult children find their own way
while all you can do is...
#children
#daughter
#family #fatherhood
#family #fatherhood
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2025 5:56am
22nd Apr 2025 5:56am
Savage Daughter
There’s nothing like a parent’s pride
When they witness the strength in their children
When in difficult times their resilience comes through
Whether it’s a reflection in their upbringing
Or an observation about their character
And nothing makes a man more happy
Then to see his daughters thrive
Whatever comes their way
I know they will be OK
Because they have their mother’s toughness
Their ancestors’ spirit
And the freedom to be themselves
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When they witness the strength in their children
When in difficult times their resilience comes through
Whether it’s a reflection in their upbringing
Or an observation about their character
And nothing makes a man more happy
Then to see his daughters thrive
Whatever comes their way
I know they will be OK
Because they have their mother’s toughness
Their ancestors’ spirit
And the freedom to be themselves
54 Unique Words
73 Total
#daughter
#family
#inspirational
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
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BeautifulDisaster7
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 1:38pm
19th Apr 2025 1:38pm
The house that swallowed me whole
I was born into a house,
already full.
Full of silence dressed up as survival.
I was born already unforgiven.
The product of her regret.
A product of a man whose name curdled in her throat,
every time she looked at me.
I was his mirror,
And that meant I could never be hers.
I was the reminder,
of a mistake,
of a man she regrets,
of a night she doesn’t speak about.
I was not the one she held close.
Not the one she prayed over.
Not the one she loved.
I was tolerated.
Raised on scraps of affection, ...
already full.
Full of silence dressed up as survival.
I was born already unforgiven.
The product of her regret.
A product of a man whose name curdled in her throat,
every time she looked at me.
I was his mirror,
And that meant I could never be hers.
I was the reminder,
of a mistake,
of a man she regrets,
of a night she doesn’t speak about.
I was not the one she held close.
Not the one she prayed over.
Not the one she loved.
I was tolerated.
Raised on scraps of affection, ...
#anger
#daughter
#mother
#SelfWorth
#suffering
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2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
18th Apr 2025 5:07pm
18th Apr 2025 5:07pm
unconditional
Sorrowful grace today was hopeful
Visiting my kids for Easter
a road trip out of town
would brighten my mood
Back to my hometown
Good memories of my childhood
playing all summer and climbing trees
riding bikes and hanging out with friends
My hometown was much safer then
It's becoming a bigger city now
and rife with danger
There are still pockets of good neighborhoods
My mom lives in one of these
The houses literally look like the Brady Bunch house
The block seems stuck in the sixties ...
Visiting my kids for Easter
a road trip out of town
would brighten my mood
Back to my hometown
Good memories of my childhood
playing all summer and climbing trees
riding bikes and hanging out with friends
My hometown was much safer then
It's becoming a bigger city now
and rife with danger
There are still pockets of good neighborhoods
My mom lives in one of these
The houses literally look like the Brady Bunch house
The block seems stuck in the sixties ...
#childhood
#daughter
#family #love
#family #love
64 reads
2 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 11:55am
9th Apr 2025 11:55am
mama dilemma
9 of 30
I still hear laughter through the floorboards
& smile to myself
even as my heart constricts
...for a long painful moment
the sound doesn't ring quite as true
...slightly fractured...
it's the thing that makes a mother flinch...
she was in love...giddy with it
sighing over her coffee
smiling secretly as she washed dishes
it's been a rough few years
filled with isolation...medications...changes
retreating from a world no longer welcoming
I wanted more than anything for this to be her bliss ...
I still hear laughter through the floorboards
& smile to myself
even as my heart constricts
...for a long painful moment
the sound doesn't ring quite as true
...slightly fractured...
it's the thing that makes a mother flinch...
she was in love...giddy with it
sighing over her coffee
smiling secretly as she washed dishes
it's been a rough few years
filled with isolation...medications...changes
retreating from a world no longer welcoming
I wanted more than anything for this to be her bliss ...
#daughter
#disappointment
#hope
#love
#motherhood
106 reads
4 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
8th Apr 2025 10:06pm
8th Apr 2025 10:06pm
4 My Daughter
She thinks whispering,
Will keep the government from hearing.
She thinks her daddy,
Is just mad at me.
She thinks spying,
Is wrong and not complying,
With her future.
Knowing what the government will do to her.
I know she hears me.
I know she learns.
I get the feel of things.
It's a game that we take turns.
I know her daddy can't see,
The creeps that follow her.
I don't even think he cares,
If they take advantage of her.
I open my thighs,
To protect her. ...
Will keep the government from hearing.
She thinks her daddy,
Is just mad at me.
She thinks spying,
Is wrong and not complying,
With her future.
Knowing what the government will do to her.
I know she hears me.
I know she learns.
I get the feel of things.
It's a game that we take turns.
I know her daddy can't see,
The creeps that follow her.
I don't even think he cares,
If they take advantage of her.
I open my thighs,
To protect her. ...
#dark
#daughter
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 11:43am
6th Apr 2025 11:43am
one to the next...
6 of 30
as so often happens
she just proved that old adage
{maybe it's just a joke...I don't know}
but it's so frequent I think it should be
...more than just accepted as a maxim
I opened my mouth
& my mother came out
it used to drive her crazy
not so much anymore
as she's seeing firsthand
the wisdom in what she's saying
was once heard emitting from my lips...previously
& sometimes we speak...
...in stereo
{I giggle}
while she rolls her eyes & purses her lips ...
as so often happens
she just proved that old adage
{maybe it's just a joke...I don't know}
but it's so frequent I think it should be
...more than just accepted as a maxim
I opened my mouth
& my mother came out
it used to drive her crazy
not so much anymore
as she's seeing firsthand
the wisdom in what she's saying
was once heard emitting from my lips...previously
& sometimes we speak...
...in stereo
{I giggle}
while she rolls her eyes & purses her lips ...
#daughter
#mother
#tradition #wisdom
#tradition #wisdom
118 reads
8 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 2:08pm
5th Apr 2025 2:08pm
Solemnized
05/30
Solemnized
I remember the day, as if it was yesterday
Samantha laid her hands upon my brow
whispered her last spell, brushed her lips
against my NOW, and ceded her spirit.
I am unable to yet, let go of my memory
of when Charity died. NO PARENT
should ever have to endure this type of
grief.
My Mom died March 2025, but I found
my Daughter and my attachment
cemented -- something I thought I left
let go -- a long time ago.
My Daughter died very very VERY young
But when I chatted with her...
Solemnized
I remember the day, as if it was yesterday
Samantha laid her hands upon my brow
whispered her last spell, brushed her lips
against my NOW, and ceded her spirit.
I am unable to yet, let go of my memory
of when Charity died. NO PARENT
should ever have to endure this type of
grief.
My Mom died March 2025, but I found
my Daughter and my attachment
cemented -- something I thought I left
let go -- a long time ago.
My Daughter died very very VERY young
But when I chatted with her...
#daughter
#death
#love
#memories
#spiritual
55 reads
3 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 9:08pm
25th Feb 2025 9:08pm
the storm I created
she broke into this world
a storm wrapped in pink blankets
the daughter that borrowed my eyes
my temper
my frown
my tendency to stand
at the edge of shadows
what else could we do but spark?
squarin up over nothin and everythin
we catch fire the same way
quiet and hot
both refusin to bend or break
same flush in our cheeks
I still see her as four
hands on her hips
determination set
in the corners of her mouth
small voice deliverin judgement
speakin fluently in...
a storm wrapped in pink blankets
the daughter that borrowed my eyes
my temper
my frown
my tendency to stand
at the edge of shadows
what else could we do but spark?
squarin up over nothin and everythin
we catch fire the same way
quiet and hot
both refusin to bend or break
same flush in our cheeks
I still see her as four
hands on her hips
determination set
in the corners of her mouth
small voice deliverin judgement
speakin fluently in...
#addiction
#daughter
#fatherhood
#PersonalGrowth
#redemption
190 reads
4 Comments
Onyxceila
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 4:30am
18th Feb 2025 4:30am
Heirloom
A beautiful and brilliant woman,
With a horrible past,
Tries frantically to get away,
But it suckles at her breast.
A strong and independent woman,
Willingly bears the burden alone,
Taking care of her own mistakes
So a debt is never owed.
A broken and deserving woman,
Searching for the love she never had,
Too desperate to see
That unconditional love
was trying to hold her hand
A determined and resilient woman,
Set on proving them all wrong,
Career-focused, self-obsessed,
No room for the little...
With a horrible past,
Tries frantically to get away,
But it suckles at her breast.
A strong and independent woman,
Willingly bears the burden alone,
Taking care of her own mistakes
So a debt is never owed.
A broken and deserving woman,
Searching for the love she never had,
Too desperate to see
That unconditional love
was trying to hold her hand
A determined and resilient woman,
Set on proving them all wrong,
Career-focused, self-obsessed,
No room for the little...
#childhood
#daughter
#motherhood
#pregnancy
#teens
136 reads
1 Comment
Ashriyon
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 5:46pm
12th Feb 2025 5:46pm
I still love you
You left me, but I still stay by you,
You slapped me, yet I reach for your hand too.
You never said you loved me, it’s true,
But still, in my heart, I whisper I love you.
You called me names, yet I laugh it away,
In shadows of hope, I choose to stay.
You never call for me, that's how it may be,
Yet I write you my words, in silence, you see.
You slapped me, yet I reach for your hand too.
You never said you loved me, it’s true,
But still, in my heart, I whisper I love you.
You called me names, yet I laugh it away,
In shadows of hope, I choose to stay.
You never call for me, that's how it may be,
Yet I write you my words, in silence, you see.
#daughter
#mother
#responsibility
102 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 2:54pm
11th Feb 2025 2:54pm
The Most Beautiful Of All Memories!
Magic moments in my life
Have been rare, and scarce
But helping with my daughters birth
Was beyond all compare
More wonderful than a summers day
And it's myriad beauty on display
Our daughter, was an anniversary gift to one another
A gift of love, like no other
She'[s brought sunshine
Into a cold, and icy March prelude
Light as a feather, and at first subdued
I'm still in awe, and wonder
At an amazing midwife so true
Who helped me, help my partner through
The culmination, a few days shy of thirty seven weeks
The early...
Have been rare, and scarce
But helping with my daughters birth
Was beyond all compare
More wonderful than a summers day
And it's myriad beauty on display
Our daughter, was an anniversary gift to one another
A gift of love, like no other
She'[s brought sunshine
Into a cold, and icy March prelude
Light as a feather, and at first subdued
I'm still in awe, and wonder
At an amazing midwife so true
Who helped me, help my partner through
The culmination, a few days shy of thirty seven weeks
The early...
#birthday
#daughter
#happiness
#love
#memories
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