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Grand Generations

After a certain age 
A situation many never see
Is now directly infront of me
As I give words to comfort 
The same way that she had once done
She looks so frail and weak
But still smiles at me
And reaches for a kiss
So I lean over
As her hand slowly raises 
To meet my face
I just can't believe this
As I think about it
My amazing Grandmother
Smiling since 1922

Copyright © Matt Forshay | Year Posted 2015

Details | ABC |

An Ode to my Grandmother-Jane Mvula

[This is an advanced version of a poem
that I wrote on the 5th of February 
titled "The 15th of June" in
commemoration to my late 
Jane Mvula]
_______An Ode To My Grand(Mother)__ 
15 June 1918, was when God birthed
the graceful one, Annie,
to bring life to You
Ten + 15 June 1948
15 + fifteen years later
was when God loved and gave His only 
to give life to You.
An Anchor was born
Five + 15 years later
15 June 1968
marked the day of Your wombs 
You occupied a priceless feminine
You magnified God's expedition
of duplicating creation
when You carried my mother into the
Jane, beloved one
God is gracious
To have seen You create
an esteemed one
the transporter of my body
my bearer, Catherine
I cannot to write but try and speak in
simple words
as You had a courageous spirit
A fierce vessel
Mam' Jane You were a Mother to All
My Grandmother was a nanny
Mam' Jane was a maid to many
She was a maid of order
Made in Sophiatown
Maid from from Soweto
Mam' Jane wasn't made for many
She was made from Annie
A Woman of God
Not to just any
... But for me
I remember your kindness
I miss your loving heart
I remember that 1st pot when I burned
Pap and Gravy... Just for you
I was just 11 *smiles*
I still recall those birthday parties
She'd buy a wristwatch for me
Even fix a broken one as a present
They meant the world for me
And She meant worlds to me
Not just for any
... But for me
She was my mother
my mother's usher
the love usherer
I still remember how You loved Isqo
concoction/ sorghum beer)
I still remember how You danced to 
And how much You loved her songs
I'm sorry Mama
It was too late for You and her
15 June 2004
Marks the day toxic concoctions took 
heart, soul, mind and body in mortal
and made them in loving memory
I still remember that day
June 16
the day my mother got a call while we
preparing to visit You,
but death came to visit You before us 
day before
Annie didn't see death before
Not Just for many
she buried what she reaped
A fruit that was fruitful
It's June 15 the year 2014
and it will mark a decade since You've
been gone
Time chanting charades to my mind, 
and soul that you're gone
Your anchor has dropped
Yet it will still be part of me
I wish You could see me age
watch me being taken in marriage
And make You proud
As I sing these sin-keen odes aloud
Bon Voyage - while I sale on
Not just for many...
But for You
-GSM, #Sandra_The_Nurt urer

Copyright © Goitsemang Mvula | Year Posted 2014

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Mum's the Word

I heard a little secret
I'm not about to tell
Then again, on second thought
I guess I might as well

The greatest gal that ever was
I'm sure you would agree
Sons and daughters everywhere
Would feel the same as me

Is one who loves without a doubt
Or any strings attached
And when it comes to caring 
Her love cannot be matched

And so it stands to reason
That mothers are so great
And grammas even greater
Sometimes they just can't wait

Copyright © Mike Martin | Year Posted 2016

Details | Ode |

Dream Walking

In the small town of Campbell Missouri,
A young girl with lovely brown locks
Sits, having been told she might never walk again
As all aknowledge this belief in town,
A fear swept around, 
And many children were kept down

But in the spirit of this child,
Desire to walk snuck over her fears
Perhaps she wished to surprise-
Perhaps she could not stand
The judgmental eyes-but all the same, 
She picked herself up, smiled,
And sauntered around the room

Happiness pervaded the house
As the family friend, delighted,
Sang merrily the song,
“Have You Ever Seen a Dream Walking?”

Today, at California Mission Inn,
The same girl, now a woman
Walks her glorious walk
With confidence and grace
She is 91 years old and strong
As song,
Her eyes lighting up as she recalls
She hums the dreamy tune
As I jot down miracles 

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2014

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Grandma Hearts Grandma

I never met Grandpa
so I do not know
if he ever went dancing
or stubbed his toe.
But I do know
one thing-
Grandma loved him.

And Grandma died
when was in 8th grade.
So we didn't talk
I am afraid.
But I do know
one thing-
Grandpa loved her.

Copyright © Lisa Stoffer | Year Posted 2012

Details | Couplet |

Ode to the Matriarch

My grandma is the most wonderful person in the universe. May 30th, 1924 is when this graceful woman entered earth. She battled through hardships and cried with joy had one beautiful daughter and two healthy boys She raised them able and taught them loyalty. Disciplined them strictly yet treated them as royalty. And if a husband and three kids were never enough, she took on two more when mom and Fots had it rough. I was very young when I met this elegant lady. No teeth in my mouth, I was just a newborn baby. The aroma of home-cooked dumplings with chicken fills every memory we were ever close to the kitchen. Board games free hugs and endless pumpkin pies are just the perks of a simple visit; even when surprised! Eyes in the back of her head and a quick slap of my hand each time I proportionally thought I had a leg to stand. Depression, World War II, Korea, Vietnam all long before my first experience as a man. Thank you for teaching me how to treat a woman right and appreciate each moment no matter what the fight. You continue to impress me with your positive way, of course you’d be walking into 93 this birthday! I love you Grandma – Happy Birthday!!!! xoxoxoxox 5/23/2017

Copyright © Lukas Ficklin | Year Posted 2017

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Its been a year since you left me
Although i know it will happen
Still loneliness flowing all over my body
Longing when we were together as my buddy

Oh i wanna be with you always
Where i have freedom to play in that innocent place

Time with you is my treasure
No one can measure thats for sure
With your golden heart and caring hand 
I feel like a princess with your magic wand

Oh how i love to be with you always
Where i can find inner peace just by the soothe of your palm

One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach
In each scene I notice two footprints in the sand
Then all of a sudden sadness disappear
I know somehow through the low time of my life you never left me

Oh how i love to be with you always
But i know you have to rest your tired body

So for now just let me feel your embrace by wind
Kiss me no goodbye nor end coz I know we will see each other again
Will swing me in your arms and sing that lullaby you used to sing

I love you with all my heart grandma, 
till we meet again...

Copyright © Edz Roxas | Year Posted 2015

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Ode to My Grandmother

My northern star
To the stars you belong
You were the brightest of all stars
The star that was ever constant, and never falls
Your brightness could have
Quench the burning furnace

My precious sapphire
The precious jewel in the heart of Ibesikpo Asutan
The one whose glance
Tames the wildest brute
I wish I were the sun, shinning at you
I wish I were the moon, lightening your avenue
To the great paradise of tranquility,
And sweet songs of mellifluous melody

Copyright © Saint Andrew Joseph | Year Posted 2008

Details | Classicism |

Ode to Willene

This poem is a tribute to a woman I love so
Even now my love continues to grow
She left this world with dignity and pride
Her gentle nature she couldn't hide
She had the strength of 100 grown men
She'd make your heart warm with a grin
Her touch was the reason love songs were written
One look from her and you'd become smitten
She was a ray of sunshine in a dark cruel world
Where right and wrong could become swirled
I miss her so much that words can't describe
The pain in my heart or the tears I've cried
Although people everywhere grieve their own way
I grab a pen and paper to dictate what I may
I strive to be like her though I haven't yet
But I'm as great as I can ever hope to get
So I hope that my grandmother hears this ode
And follows me down life's winning road

Copyright © Angela Arnold | Year Posted 2008

Details | Free verse |

Ode to Audrey

Glamorous, fun and full of life
Always an interesting and loyal wife
Around the village she is known
For living life in her own particular tone

For her family she does prepare
Many a feast beyond compare
For the animals so oft alone
She has given much love, shelter and even her home

Come Christmas time the house is all a glitter
As Audrey runs around doing the annual jitter
Smiling from within is this special being
Generous, giving and all seeing
Her energy would seem to overflow
Never one to leave others low
This is my grandmother The Great Grandy
Whose life runs circles around those less than 80!

To my life you have brought
Something which can never be taught
You gave yourself, you made me smile
As I saw you go the extra mile
Within my thoughts I hold you dear
And in that way you are always near
I close my eyes and picture your face
And know that time cannot displace
The essence of the inner you
That in my life now follows through

Thank you for always being such a dear
Your effect on my life is more than clear

Copyright © Catherine Bull | Year Posted 2005