Letters from CampI found a bunch of letters
Dated 1993,
Which were written by my son from camp
And forwarded to me.
It was his first time staying there,
For one month, in a bunk.
He was away, with new routines
And he was in a funk.
His letters said he missed us
And was homesick just at night.
Aside from that, it seemed that he
Was managing...
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Categories:
grandson, missing, son,
Form: Rhyme
Remind Me Lord How Blessed I Am
Remind me, Lord, how blessed I am!
I have no disease, from which to fear.
Nor, do I live to be a winning poet!
I am just average, and I do know it.
A family outstanding, fills my heart with joy.
A grandchild, off with honors, to University!
A Varsity-lettered, humbled, grown boy!
Remind me, Lord, how blessed I am!
I outlived a...
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Categories:
faith, family, god, grandson,
Form: Rhyme
Packing for CampThe grandkids are heading to sleepaway camp,
Their clothing all labeled and packed,
Plus all of the extras they may or not need -
Way too much, as a matter of fact.
They bring pillows and blankets and flashlights and fans
And shin guards and sandals and cleats
And towels and bug spray and sunscreen and stamps
And shampoo, toothbrush,...
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Categories:
granddaughter, grandson,
Form: Rhyme
Emma and DeaconEmma, Empress of Unicorn Empire,
esprit de corps of elementary school,
expeditious at exaggerating expression,
eagerly extending empathy of enormous embrace,
endless enthusiasm, exuberant existence.
Deacon, Duke of derring-do,
diligently, doggedly daily to delightful displays
of dauntless daredevil, destruction,
determined gamer, droll demeanor,
dearly dedicated to devouring desserts,
Dad's double, diplomat of Dreamland....
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Categories:
grandson, 7th grade, 8th grade,
Form: Alliteration
Icicles for TearsMemories tattoo my brain like an artist
I miss loved ones passed and the last
Time I saw each one is frozen
Like icicle tears swelling brown eyes
Last time I saw her alive she
Was full of joy eating favorite foods
Planning her life despite breast cancer
Nothing stopped her from dreaming
Not even death
Final time I...
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Categories:
grandson, bereavement,
Form: Free verse
Finding His PeopleHenry found his people
And they’re up there on the stage,
Where with the audience, they all
Can magically engage.
We’ve watched him since his day of birth
And marveled at his gifts,
Delighted at the many ways
He’d give our spirits lifts.
He’s had to travel many paths
In search of where he’d fit
And middle school has been the place
Where all the fires...
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Categories:
grandson, pride,
Form: Rhyme
Staying One Stop Ahead
Cool
grandson
is unmoved
by convention.
Place has no value
except as it connects
to young imagination.
My elf ladders are not missing;
Spiderman and Robin need a bridge
to cross the creek that runs under 'Cool's' bed.
There are no buildings there to climb upon.
One busy mind fixated on need
ingenuity moves forward.
He is now outside; I see
my garden hose inside
arched thru a window.
One speedy...
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Categories:
11th grade, grandson, imagination,
Form: Etheree
Where's the Respect for Your Elders?A long time ago when our first grandson was young -
I think around the age five or six -
there was a phone call we made to him
to say hello and talk with him for kicks.
We'd tried to make it short because of his attention span.
He’s a kid who later became a not-too chatty young man!
I...
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Categories:
grandson, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Untainted
My
little
grandson, sweet,
exuberant,
and untainted by
unspoken rules that say
to keep a social distance,
ran up to a lone gentleman
seated at the restaurant we left,
touched the old man’s knee, and blew a kiss ‘bye.
...
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Categories:
grandson,
Form: Etheree
X-Marks-the-SpotX-Marks-the-Spot is a tickling game
Which is traced upon someone’s bare back.
In childhood, we played it and often it caused
A goose-bump filled giggling attack.
My kids got the treatment when bathtime arrived
And my grandson when he was a tot,
But it’s been a while since I’ve gotten the chance
To engage in some X-Marks-the-Spot.
Yet I came upon Henry, eleven...
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Categories:
childhood, grandson,
Form: Rhyme
AUTHOR TOO BEMemoir Write
My life that was in plight
Introduction
Circumstance into intervention
Surrounding birth
My happenings on Earth
Death knocked
Overcast moment
My passing storm
Sudden sunrise
Heaven’s surprise
Blessing to emphasize
Living right
Sponsored God’s sight
...
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Categories:
grandson, age, bible, birth, blessing,
Form: Rhyme
A boy named DustinIn a quiet town where shadows blend,
A boy named Dustin learned to mend,
Born to a mother, young and alone,
With dreams in her heart, but a heavy stone.
No father’s hand to guide his way,
But a grandfather’s love would light the day,
With wisdom deep as...
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Categories:
grandson, appreciation, boy, brother, child,
Form: Free verse
Summer SpinYellow, a sunny color -
bittersweet brightness of life.
Wild dandelion its flower,
brilliant in grandson’s eyes.
Watching the Summer spin,
fragile twirling and bend.
Pandemic’s Kindergartner plucks bouquet -
tenders it to grandma.
Isolation had its moments -
streets with no cars,
chasing a lemon butterfly.
“Oh, it flied away.”
His skateboard in pause,
as our lives were,
but in home’s vase,
weeds quickly passed away.
...
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Categories:
color, cute, flower, grandson,
Form: Verse
Praisin' Kringle
Praisin' Kringle, jolly Nick
for last minute Christmas
smashed-torn gifts.
Cause pop-pop suspects
dad's stuck again,
inside the sooty chimney.
...
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Categories:
grandson, childhood, christmas, family, giggle,
Form: Free verse
Grandson Wisdom
Categories:
grandson, wisdom,
Form: Monoku
Specific Types of Grandson Poems
Definition | What is Grandson in Poetry?