Anne-Lise Andresen Poet Free verse

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- I Want Grandma -

Grandfather Frost
                                   you recognize him
                                   He sprinkles the city
                                   with vanilla sugar
                                   May lead to several
                                   than just one opinion
                                   It turns white
                                   and sticky all over

                                   On the street
                                   all shoes are left behind
                                   glued in sweet cobblestone
                                   The stings are relentless -
                                   questions of endless worries
                                   Exhausted by a long winter
                                   through a frost patterned lens
                                
                                   Where is 
                                   Grandma Frost
                                   she is much softer
                                   and always look 
                                   with loving eyes







06.01.2023
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Ken Rone January 25, 2023 at 8:48 AM You are one of the best. Norge is in my heart and on my DNA. "On we sweep with threshing oar..."

Jennifer Proxenos January 17, 2023 at 6:57 AM A clever poem, a clever poetess, a wonderful image portrayed, a wonderful friend who created this poem and surely we all can agree that you always pick the most relevant and wonderful pictures. This title and content so cute! Awesome Sunshine Smile! Love, blessings, Jennifer.

Phyllis Babcock January 15, 2023 at 10:50 AM I bet grandma Frost is just watching to make sure grandfather does a good job. lol We have freezing rain forecast for today. Grandpa frost did coat visit the car windows last night love phyl

Andrea Dietrich January 9, 2023 at 8:58 AM This is sure a new way of looking at frost and I love the picture you put with your poem, Sunshine

Panagiota Romios January 9, 2023 at 8:45 AM This inspired me to pen….. Grandma’s Rocking Chair. Thanks Pangie

Heidi Sands January 8, 2023 at 11:32 AM This is sweet, grandma frost! I enjoyed this :)

Joanna Daniel January 8, 2023 at 4:39 AM Lovely images, Sunshine:)

Charles Messina January 7, 2023 at 5:31 AM Grandma Frost is on vacation (lol) Hope she returns a little early! Very nice Anne-Lise! Hugs Charlie

Mike Gentile January 7, 2023 at 5:12 AM Grandma Frost will come as I am sure that she is the boss Anne-Lise!! Happy Saturday xxoo

Deb M January 7, 2023 at 2:59 AM Beautiful sunshine….what a world it would be without grandmas!!! Debx

Victor Buhagiar January 7, 2023 at 2:36 AM A very original poem, my friend. It is foreign to me as we have no snow in Malta. But I appreciate the imagery. Hugs.

Mystic Rose Rose January 6, 2023 at 6:18 PM somethings never cease to exist, like family bonds, we need to appreciate them for life nicely written Anne

Vickey Rhymer January 6, 2023 at 6:10 PM Loved your poem,your picture the matriarchs gorgeous hair and her doting little granddaughter.Loved it all.Thanks for sharing with us .

Sotto Poet January 6, 2023 at 3:05 PM That was beautifully written poetry, Anne-Lise. Our ancestors—both biological and cultural—are the foundation upon which we and all societies rest. There has been a decline in the strength of family bonds due to the new normal.

Stephan McBride January 6, 2023 at 1:32 PM Love your poem , bless the wonderful grandma's So many of them try so hard to keep families close, hugs