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Short Grandparents poem by karen croft| Details |

gone

lonely am i when:
i remember back in time 
of loving grandparents
who took me everywhere
showed me the small town life
now i am lost
to find wonders myself
for my young ones


Short Grandparents poem by Robert Heemstra| Details |

American Music

American Bandstand caused dance explosions
fearful grandparents held investigations
jailed killers loved music 
nothing on plastic
quitters reverse strategies
underlining victories
wishing X 
youngsters’ zest



Short Grandparents poem by karen croft| Details |

autumns breath

I hike through my grandparents woods 
strolling on leaf strewn paths 
shaded by the overhang of oak branches 
as they lose their color 
leaves folding like petals 
then fall like the rest 
with just a hint of autumns breath


Short Grandparents poem by Sara Kendrick| Details |

The Cemetery Today

A 
Visit
Today to
Cemetery
Father's Day no dad
To talk to and share thoughts
Too hot to stay and visit
The grave was in good shape weed free
Mother's parents and grandparents' graves
Need the grass pulled out and tending some...Sad


Short Grandparents poem by Joshua Lacey| Details |

Grandparnts' Farm

Working on grandparents' farm
Build som muscle - there's no harm!

Feed the calves; horses hay
Think I'm enjoying every day!

There sure is a lot to do
Feeding and riding to name a few!

When all the work is said and done
I'm just weary to the bone!


Short Grandparents poem by Timothy Hicks| Details |

A Trip to the Woods

To the great outdoors
my grandparents love to go,
simply for the atmosphere it gives
like when they play Bingo.
I like to walk the trails, the mountains,
to get my wild nature fix.
They both have bad eyesight and can't quite comprehend
these crazy realistic graphics!


Short Grandparents poem by maryann Guoladdle| Details |

Thanksgiving

Thinking of all the running turkeys
Having all my family around
Aunties and mothers cooking food 
Nice family dinners 
Kicking the mash poatoes and gravy
Stuffing with your turkey
Gravy,gravy,gravy,gravy
Ice cream and pie
Very interisting " I guess?" 
Nice to meet you
Grandparents being around


Short Grandparents poem by Tara Andre| Details |

Memory of Bread

Whenever I smell warm loaves of bread
The mouth-watering smell gets me thinkin'
Of my childhood at my grandparents' house
And kneading bread dough in the kitchen.

When I bite into bread, fresh from the oven
The present is soon chased away,
For I'm back baking bread with my Lola
Though I can't bake my own bread today.


Short Grandparents poem by Phyllis Babcock| Details |

Jadon

 What a blessing a new baby boy
 May he bring you lots of love and joy
 May he be blessed by the Father above
 A small bundle of pure heavenly love
 A grandparents smile of delight
 As your eyes focus on this sight
 We wish you  both a lifetime of joy
 On this your first new grandson--a boy.


Congratulations to Peter and Sharon on their first grandchild.


Short Grandparents poem by Terra Cossette| Details |

Grandma's Love...

Grandma, you are so special, your love knows no bounds.
 A room takes special warmth whenever your around.
You think I am cute and talented and maybeeven wise,
But, I know thats why all grandparents see through loving eyes.
Everyday with you is so precious, I'm so thankful for the time.
Out of all the grandparents in the world I am so glad that you are mine.


Short Grandparents poem by Berinde Ovidiu-Claudiu| Details |

Memories of the sky

I wear the silence
From mother’s gentle palms
The scent of grass untouched
Summer reflecting heaven
In the clear blue horizon

I cross the air mountains
On the path of universe
Maybe there’s a shadow
A tree
Or the ants army
From my grandparents yard

It’s raining smiles and colors
A sign that God loves us
I’m here , you’re here
Touching our hands
Like in a secret prayer


Short Grandparents poem by Muhammad Shanazar| Details |

A Complaint

Ah! I do know the winds shall blow, 
And the same old Titanic will me row, 
To the distant promised harbour, 
Where were placed my dear parents, 
And grandparents long, long ago. 

I shall complain and tell them the tale, 
“On the Earth, on each dale and vale, 
Thunder thunders flaming the lands, 
Ravaging the green or purple peaks, 
Each tree you planted is dry or pale.”


Short Grandparents poem by Jennifer Kruvalis| Details |

The Ballet.

When I was a kid I wanted to be in the ballet  I just love the ballet.  I really wanted 
to be in the ballet but I wanted to be a brownie and a fork or spoon.  Better than  
Iever thought.  I love my family.  I love my parents and grandparents.  I really need 
to relax and enjoy the day with a cup of coffee or water.  I want a mug of coffee 
and I got one and have coffee all the time.


Short Grandparents poem by Veronica Joseph| Details |

Sisters

Sisters 
walked
down the grandparents stairs
"Im going" said the oldest
unafraid
unawares
"Me too" 
said the second, gripping the bannister tight
(she couldn't see around her sister, but that was alright).
"Me too" said the small one
gripping on for dear life
then she dropped to her bottom
and bumped carefully down
to where Mom was in the kitchen
singing 
a lovely sound.



Short Grandparents poem by Carolyn Devonshire| Details |

Potato Pancakes for Pilgrims

Polish potato pancakes My clan’s tradition Peel, grate, soften in water Add eggs, onions, salt A smidge of flour Fry in oil Wow!
*I am truly thankful for everything my grandparents did for me as a child. Learning to cook ethnic foods is just one of many blessings they bestowed upon me. *Entry for Gwen and Tony's Thanksgiving Dinner Epulaeryu contest


Short Grandparents poem by William Darnell Sr.| Details |

Grandparents At Last

Grandparents old of grandparents new, 
the special joy that your bringing true! 
Fairy tale's told in the rosy past, 
our first grandson is here at last. 
Fishing trips and ice cream cones, 
lullaby songs until we doze. 
Stories told upon cozy laps, 
sunny walks on shaded paths. 
Butterfly kisses and big bear hugs, 
truly grandparents is another word 
for love.


By William P. Darnell Sr.


Short Grandparents poem by Berinde Ovidiu-Claudiu| Details |

Veil

You have all gone to other worlds
Where rocks are able to become trees
And stones a field with flowers
Sighs have no echo
To be heard
On the other side
Through the veil of tears
Mother's arms
Carrying a newborn
In my grandparents yard
A chestnut-haired child
Playing with the rainbow
Father kissing a soldier
Ready for the war
''Your heart 's still beating''
They shouted
And left me
In a sharp deep silence


Short Grandparents poem by Trevor Pitts| Details |

Grandparents

Grandpa, Grandma Im so proud of You
After 50 years, your love is still true

50 years of love
and you still cant get enough

Im so proud of you 
God really knew

You to are perfect for eachother
No fights, just lovers

It's makes my heart sing, and my funny bone go crazy
To know that forever and always is nothing but amazing

I love you both, Your the best grandparents ever
Dont ever change, NEVER


Short Grandparents poem by Uwe Stroh| Details |

Paternal Bonding

They say the Father wound

runs deep in society

as it keep you from each other

same as father daughter

materialism creates a chasm

beyond the father wound

 

I think

 

Mother wound is now equal

in the pursuit of equality

career is paramount

the maternal drive is subdued

oh, there'll be time later

but what about the generation gap

late children suffer

you're like grandparents

if you please 

 

can you see?


Short Grandparents poem by Leon Stacey| Details |

The Photographer

Skies gray and rains blow;
Trees sway and creak like old stairs.
Thunder rolls and booms.

The den lights go out.
On the brown faux leather couch
Kids crowd together.

Whites of their eyes show.
"Shush! God is doing his work,"
Grandparents tell them.

Lightning bolt flashes,
Illuminates the front yard
And freezes the scene

Framed by porch windows;
He snaps candids from the storm,
Outside looking in.


Short Grandparents poem by Christy Hardy| Details |

What Will Happen

What will happen,
when our jobs leave town,
no food on the table,
unemployment bound.
But then what happens,
when that runs out,
no roof over our heads,
can't take a nap.
Just like a dog,
a chasing it's tail,
round, and round,
as the economy fails.
It won't matter,
if gas is a dollar or less,
nothing to drive,
the car has been repossessed.
Times are scary,
what will we do,
go back to the ways,
our grandparents knew.


Short Grandparents 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 Grandparents poem by Dino Spahillari| Details |

No one drop of royal blood

No one drop
of royal blood
in my genes

funny,isn't it

i know
my grandparents
were farmers
my grand-grands
fishermen
my grand-grand-grands
were just soldiers
fighting for king
and queen
they died
nobody knows when
they died 
nobody knows how
the only thing 
i know for sure
my parents were
rednecks
which makes me
ultimately
a poor redneck-poet
that all he want
is sing
no one drop of royal blood
no chance to be
a king
and doesn't give a rip
about it!



Short Grandparents poem by Sandra Hoban| Details |

The Kiss

The kiss of love,
the kiss of forever,
the kiss that means I’m yours,
the kiss that last an eternity!

There are many kinds of
kisses ones you give
friends, aunts and uncles,
grandparents and parents,
brothers and sisters
but the best is the one
you give your lover,
sweetheart, your betrothed!

You have a peck on the 
forehead, sweet kiss on
the lips, you have the
passionate kiss and the
“French Kiss” is “The Kiss”!

By Sandra L. Hoban
©2004


Short Grandparents poem by R Kumari| Details |

The Missing Link (2005)

I feel like I was pulled out of my roots and re-planted,
I am feeling out of place or am I taking it for granted?
Feeling like there is something missing
Or am I just wishing,
Not knowing who I truly am,
Tracing back, but stuck in a jam.
Nothing matches, I feel alone,
Until the day I saw my grandparents home
I saw my self and how I grew
Its the missing link that came out of the blue
This is where the flower grew from the seed
I know who I am and I am freed







Short Grandparents poem by samantha jepson| Details |

My Son


When you look at me, 
I see me
I see your father,
your grandparents,
looking back at me.
I see such wisdom, 
for one so young in age.
I see a baby in need of care and protection,
My baby.
Yet I also can see the seeds of a great man,
who someday I hope to live to see.
Independent, 
bold, 
but still a tad unsteady
You strike out on your own.
Still you turn to me for assurance, 
And in that I see a child still,
But not for long.
When you look at me,
I see you.


Short Grandparents poem by colleen laforme| Details |

LIFE

Life can take us for a bumpy ride 
Steal are dreams and take are pride 
All faith lost all hope dies 
Giving up and say we tried

Looking for the possible in some direction
For life is not all about perfection
We all would like the impossible one time or another 
When we have all the riches with loving each other
We all dream of that great promotion 
Yet its all about love and devotion 
If your looking for life's riches 
Its in a grandparents story or your child kisses




Short Grandparents poem by Anamika Nair| Details |

Who am I

In the mirror on Vishu morning I see an Indian woman
Whose Brooklyn tongue can't form Hindu prayers.
Can I bleach my skin to match my voice?
Can I shave my tongue to match my face?
I've resigned myself to my fate--
Forever asking the sky
"Njan aara?"
In a language my children will never recognize,
In an accent my grandparents will never understand.
I am what my parents feared I may become;
A child whose soul has turned Westward;
A woman whose only memories of Diwali are the flickering lights.


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