Family Poems, Part 1

Since we have a little more time than things to do right now, Becky and I decided to write a poem for each of our family members. As you can tell, these are posh and polished works of art and culture. Enjoy!

We think Emmy's pretty swell,
The oldest and the family belle.
But more than just a pretty face,
She has brains, and guts, and grace.
She plays the piano like a pro.
She can quilt, and cook, and sew.
Emily is an awesome sister
And right now I rather miss her.

Travis is our sister's man,
Of that arrangement I'm a fan.
A handy guy and lots of fun,
He'd win the heart of anyone.
He makes good food and funny jokes;
He restrains himself and rarely pokes.
He says he'll trash my wedding car,
We'll see, then -- if I get that far.

Em and Travis have a kid;
We're really, really glad they did.
Alyssa now is nearly two,
Neat and trim from hat to shoe.
She loves babies, dogs, and treats.
She'll run to any one she meets.
We miss her darling laugh and smile.
We hope we'll see her in a while.

Travis has a dog named Boo.
He scares Mom like You Know Who.
His favorite games are fetch and tug,
He'll play them on the lawn or rug.
He hates the mailman through and through,
As many dogs are wont to do.
Jaide calls him the licking dog.
His picture's up on Meg's fun blog.

A man of thought and action too,
Allen wears the Cougar Blue.
He knows his facts and history,
In balance game he wins, not me.
Allen loves the great blue sky,
And birds and planes and things that fly.
He's really great at strategy;
I wish I were as smart as he.

Hannah is our brother's wife;
Where she is there'll be no strife.
He caramels truly are divine;
If I eat one I'll soon eat nine.
I like her laugh and conversation,
Her style of work and relaxation.
You'll often find her in the pool,
So you can tell she's pretty cool.

Bob comes next. He's big and tall.
He likes to tease and play football.
He often leads our family things --
Discussing gifts and gatherings.
He'll sit up late and strategize
With Dad and all the other guys.
Computers are our brother's friend,
If yours is sick he'll help it mend.

Bob's wife, Meg, is pretty sweet;
I love it every time we meet.
She keeps us posted with blog notes
On family news and funny quotes.
She's really great at volleyball --
I guess because she is so tall.
A caring friend and awesome mother,
This doesn't rhyme, but we all love her.

Jaide was born to Meg and Bob.
At six she's now a young heartthrob.
She plays fun games like pirate chase,
And where she plays she wins first place.
She's full of fun and energy,
She certainly has more than me.
She loves her class and friends at school.
We love our little family jewel.

Their other kid is Kiree-girl.
Her hair is full of pretty curl.
She plays along with sister Jaide,
Be it cards or pirate raid.
She liked our song made with her name;
She loved the Kiree-catching game.
She's nearly three now -- strong and tall.
She'll soon be great for volleyball.

The other poems are mostly done, but I've got to go now.