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Short Grandchild poem by Muhammad Safa Thajudeen| Details | |

OH O

Grandmothers cooking,

Potato,

Tomato,

Granddaughters looking,

Audio,

Video,

Photo!

Short Grandchild poem by Ed Ebbs| Details | |

Grandchildren

Love our grandchildren
Their love has no conditions
They love us for us

Edward J Ebbs - March 23, 2015

Short Grandchild poem by Muhammad Safa Thajudeen| Details | |

FUTURE PLAN

FUTURE PLAN!
  -Dharga Nagar Safa

Great grandfather,

Planting a mango tree,

Smiling the grandchild!

Short Grandchild poem by David Sollis| Details | |

A 4 line poem for H

I know a little girl named Hannah
A pretty, bashful and quiet child
But when she goes to visit Nanna
She eats too much chocolate and goes wild!

Short Grandchild poem by Suyash Saxena| Details | |

Final Adieu

Final Adieu

Let another sun set,
Let another flower wilt,
Let another autumn cast its gloom,
Let another tear role,
As ye part, and bid
The final adieu.

Suyash Saxena
St. Stephen’s college

Short Grandchild poem by Sara Kendrick| Details | |

Blown Kisses

K isses blown across the room
A rms filled with Teddy Bear
R esting secure in mother's love
T rutst and delight are there
E nters the world of slumber
R est, dream sweet dreams dream  

Written, Thursday, June 06, 2013

Short Grandchild poem by Kim Merryman| Details | |

Great Adventure - A Shadorma

      plastic blocks         
      strewn across the floor
      picture books
      crayons too
      time playing with my grandkids
      a great adventure


3/20/15

A Shadorma has 6 lines with  3/5/3/3/7/5 syllables

Short Grandchild poem by Susan Gwynne-Galfe| Details | |

Grandchildren

B eautiful boy 
R ough at play
Y oung and curious
C uddly and loving 
E normous energy


GRANDCHILDREN


A ngel from heaven
L oving and loyal
I rresistibly  huggable 
A dorably cute
N eat and outgoing
A  pple of our eye

Short Grandchild poem by Al Parry| Details | |

Hugs

Teenage Girls clad in the latest fashions,
Do it whenever they meet,
Grown men aren't afraid to show some passion,
When their team's comeback is complete,
They can say hello, they can say goodbye,
And anything inbetween,
If you open your arms and crack a smile,
There is nothing that a hug cannot mean.

Short Grandchild poem by Wilfredo Derequito| Details | |

Young Old Bull

My, he really is something, my egotistical friend -
Enigmatic and choleric he will be till the very end;
Youth, the loss of it, causes him no alarm, he's just so cool,   
Outwardly, creaky bones and all, he still acts like a young bull.
Keep going, old boy, I pray, till the next grandchild comes your way.
       

Short Grandchild poem by ilene bauer| Details | |

I Feel Like I'm Addicted

I feel like I’m addicted
But it’s not to any drugs.
If you’re a brand-new grandma,
You’ll give nods and knowing shrugs.

For a baby born to one of yours,
Especially the first,
Opens such a flood of feeling
That you feel like you could burst.

Though I’m sure I’ll wean myself away
As time goes through its ticks,
Meanwhile I must visit Henry
Just to have my daily fix.

Short Grandchild poem by Phyllis Babcock| Details | |

A Perfect Bundle of Joy

A new little bundle of joy

A brand new grandson ,the cutest boy

We are as proud as proud can be

It's our first grandchild you see

Rylan, Micheal, Kilo is his name

Our house will not be the same

Smiles, laughter and the joy

When we first saw our little boy.

Sharing the news , giving you the scoop

To all my friends here on the soup.







Short Grandchild poem by Michelle Edwards| Details | |

Summer Time

Summer Time
and in the spring
the children sprout
growing up until they old
reminiscing on the past
(Summer Time)...
 So innocent and young
growing old and wise
telling true stories
to the children eyes
some young become old fools
just make sure its not you
Summer Time
and in the spring
the children sprout
growing up until they old
reminiscing on the past
(Summer Time)...

Short Grandchild poem by Karen Price| Details | |

Ben

The first grandchild is...
Well, a shock.
Yes, a blessing!
A gift, but a reality check!

Can it be?
Yes, for sure.
Breathe him in, stroking each golden hair.
Smell closely, the newness of life.

Feel the pulse and energy.
Celebrate and cry.
The time is passing, 
The answers are "blowing in the wind".

Jubilant,
Some spaces filled,
while others 
are exposed.

Short Grandchild poem by Sean Cannon| Details | |

A Toy Brings the Ugly Me Out

He sits on top a dusty shelf;
his care when he showed none.
I think you gave me your
unwanted gifts.
And yet this
the only thing
you gave my family,
better than a beating.
I forgive you because
you are a fellow human,
but I hate you.
I hate how you remind me
that my family is jealous.
I hate how I have to hold
onto you; I don't want you.
You old, dusty,
boxed race truck;
I don't want you.

Short Grandchild poem by Phyllis Babcock| Details | |

Cutie Pie

Sweetie pie, cutie pie you are special in my eye Giggles, giggles make me smile come and give a hug for a while Smiles, smiles all the time little grandchild of mine Trucks and cars ice cream and bars Boats and blocks keys and locks walks around the block while we stroll and talk Time for a nap little one today we had our fun Each day with you is a special one My little man, my grandson.
for Rylan

Short Grandchild poem by Phyllis Babcock| Details | |

Grandchild

Nothing can bring a brighter smile

Nothing can give you a happier moment

Then when a little child is in your arms

Brand new a few hours old

A precious little person to hold

Tiny little finger to hold your fingers

Tiny feet kicking the sheet

Little eyes trying to focus

On this new world around him

Eyes that open wide

Grandparents filled with pride

The most wonderful day

Our first grandchild came our way.

Short Grandchild poem by Faye Gibson| Details | |

Infant Mystery

Your mother, laboring to give you life--
I, happy witness to love’s mystery,
So close I would be first to see your face.

Your head crowned, turned, unforgettable face!
Tiny body, precious vessel of life,
Innocence fresh from God, a mystery.

Powerful love, confounding mystery--
I hold you, bonding with sweet form and face,
Aching to keep you safe, protecting life.

Life, deep mystery, enthroned on your face.

July 13, 2014

Short Grandchild poem by Vernette Hutcherson| Details | |

My Daughter

My daughter was six when she drowned
In a lake of cold, dark water
Whoever said, "Time heals all wounds"
Never lost a son or daughter

She had long brown hair
And big blue eyes
A parent mourns forever
When their child dies

Forty three years have passed
Since that awful day
I so miss what might have been
Maybe a grandchild along the way

I hoped someday 
My heart would heal
But even after all these years
The pain is still so real.

Short Grandchild poem by ilene bauer| Details | |

Holding Henry

When I was holding Henry,
Though it wasn’t very long,
His body felt so tiny
But his presence was so strong.

His fingers, with their teeny nails,
Stretched out, as if unfurled,
When just two days ago,
He wasn’t out yet in the world.

I marveled at his perfect feet
And hair, as soft as down;
His face, as peaceful as could be,
With neither smile nor frown.

In the minutes I held Henry,
He was able to impart
He’d already found the pathway
Leading straight into my heart.

Short Grandchild poem by Sara Kendrick| Details | |

Christmas

Popcorn popping in the mircowave
Going to decorate the tree
Yutetide carols being sung
On the stereo
Seems like Christmas to me

We know that Santa's on his way
He is flying in his magical sleigh
And every grandchild has an
Enquiring mind
Wanting to know if reindeer really 
Know how to fly

And so I'm  offering this simple
phrase
For all the kids who just won't do
Merry Christmas , Merry Christmas to you

(To the tune of Chestnuts Roasting on an open fire)

Short Grandchild poem by Gail DeBole| Details | |

Portrait of My Grandfather

Written by Gail DeBole on January 26, 2013

Whiskers and wisdom all in one. 
Generously and gently protecting us.
Every grandchild thought they were your favorite.
You in your long johns at night.
Joking during the day like Groucho Marx.
Sleeping in your favorite chair.
Smoking smelly cigars that callously killed you.
And yet I treasure one of the boxes left from those smelly cigars.

The farm was not the same without you.
We were not the same without you.
I was too young to know.

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