Sweet Tooth

Used on Poetry Soup 3/23/17

Sweet Tooth

She always asks for candy,
When we ask what she wants for her Day,
Or on Christmas she asks for pralines,
That come from far away.

She never asks for diamonds,
Nor an eco friendly mink;
Only some kind of truffles,
Or a gooey chocolate drink.

Jelly beans by the handfuls,
She keeps at her kitchen door,
I’ll want that candy dish in her will,
Just in case it fills some more.

We all just call her Sweet Tooth,
She never puts on any pounds,
If she did, we’d love her just the same,
For GrandMother is sweet as it sounds.
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Marie Avatar
March 31, 2017 at 11:35 PM
Grandmother's are the best, they deserve every 'sweet treat' their hearts desire for all the 'sweetness' they give. You are a sweetheart to pen such a lovely poem sunlite :-) lynnxxx I have not used the word 'sweet' so much but you and Grandmother's are the exception :-)
Wanter Avatar
April 1, 2017 at 11:08 AM
You're "sweet," Lynn Marie!
Dietrich Avatar
March 28, 2017 at 7:58 PM
this is so fantastic. I used to have a real sweet tooth as a child. Now I just want pizza and popcorn. A FAVE
Wanter Avatar
March 30, 2017 at 6:16 PM
I wonder how that happens? Anyway, thanks for your comment and the fave.
Zerlaut Avatar
March 28, 2017 at 10:20 AM
lol this sounds a great deal like my wife. She loves her sweets! well wrote.
Wanter Avatar
March 30, 2017 at 6:15 PM
Me, too, Jesse. Thank you.
Canerdy Avatar
March 27, 2017 at 2:24 PM
Lovely write, Sunlite! Janice
Wanter Avatar
March 27, 2017 at 4:27 PM
Thank you "sweetly" Janice!
Lamoureux Avatar
March 25, 2017 at 8:44 AM
Lucky lady, I can look at candy and gain weight. I enjoyed this sweet treat.
Wanter Avatar
March 27, 2017 at 4:26 PM
She only weighed 85 pounds and was blind, but in her house, she reigned.
Ricci Avatar
March 25, 2017 at 6:25 AM
Good Morning Sunlite. There are no words to express such beauty in my eyes. I had the best grandmother ever. And yes, hold the candy dish close and dear. I too have such tokens from my grandmother that I see each day. Wonderful work in its entirety.
Wanter Avatar
March 27, 2017 at 4:25 PM
My little 85-lb grandmother was blind, but she could do anything in her own house. Thank you for your kindness.
Green Avatar
March 24, 2017 at 6:13 AM
This was cute and very sweet my friend. As I read and got to the last line the poem sunk in and felt really good to read. A sweet lady with an enormous sweet tooth. :)
Wanter Avatar
March 24, 2017 at 6:40 PM
Sometimes I get bogged down in serious stuff. I wanted to do something light. It helped me remember her and relive.
White Avatar
March 24, 2017 at 12:40 AM
This is so very endearing, what a lovely poem for a dear Grandmother :)
Wanter Avatar
March 24, 2017 at 6:38 PM
Thank you, Darren. She was dear.
Smith Avatar
March 23, 2017 at 7:11 PM
I think her family are her jewels and with candy she can share...very nice
Wanter Avatar
March 24, 2017 at 6:37 PM
My little blind grandma is gone now, Tim, but she did love sweets - she even scooped sugar up in her hand from the sugar bowl. Mother had to watch her!!
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