Grandmother Analogy Poems | Examples
These Grandmother Analogy poems are examples of Analogy poems about Grandmother. These are the best examples of Analogy Grandmother poems written by international poets.
*MAMA I REMEMBER THEM THOSE DAYS-
Mama, I remember the those days;
When you and grandma prayed;
We stayed in a church, them days;
Mama, I remember when we’d dance and sing;
Those this was be the joys, I’m now reminiscing;
And O’ what a time;
Seasons came around;
You in the kitchen;
Makin them pies, my, my, my
Mama, I remember them those days;
Mama, I remember them those days;
you teaching me my ABC's
you showing me what I need;
you holdin and huggin me;
you reprimanding, scolding me;
And O’ what a time;
Seasons came around;
You in the kitchen;
Makin them cakes and pies, my, my, my
Mama, I remember them those days;
01/03/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
Grams, She said
don't give me thm dead flowers
plae em by the tree~
Dun giv me no live flowers
Fer they will wilt wit me
Dun giv me naw dead flowers
I wan sumthin alive
Give me sumthin that movin like a sports car
LOL
Dad was forever in a hurry
His life filled with tension and worry
He always had to be right on time
If not, he preferred ten minutes early
A terror behind the wheel of his car
He cursed at Heaven and the stars
He'd ride the tail of a slowpoke
Here are names that he'd invoke
You moron, you idiot, you jerk!
You're making me late for work
Nincompoop, numbskull, and pea-brain
You're slower than a worn-out freight train
Dad, of course, was 100% right
And always ready for a fight
'Til the day this came out from my little brother
~ 'That moron drives like my friggin grandmother!'
Grams The Menacing And Hot Pot where's my breakfast- -
Whose pot is that? I think I know.
Grams is quite happy cooking yo!
Full of joy like a vivid rainbow,
I watch her frying homemade biscuits Oh.
She gives her pot a shake,
And laughs until her belly aches.
The only other sound's the break,
Of distant waves outside kitchen window birds awake.
The pot is menacing, hot and deep Gram where's my breakfast,
But she has promises to keep,
After making cakes and lots of sleep.
Sweet dreams come to her cheap surely they last.
She rises from her gentle bed,
With thoughts of Karo® syrup and pancakes in her head,
She eats her jam with lots butter on her bread.
Ready for the day ahead.
Lastly with bacon and grits and gravy, thanks ya gram
GRANDMA GOT GOD EYES- -
Grandma would say it's not what she's heard but what she said
Grandma would pray before she git out of bed
Grandma doesn't believe in NO man, cept in the man named Jesus
Grandma would say it's not what she's heard but what she said
And when Grandma cries, she has the eyes of God
Now that Grandma's dead Mama is got grandma's eyes
Grandma would say it's not what she's heard but what she said
Grandma would pray before she git out of bed
Now that Grandma’s gone home to God
Mama said she still has “those eyes of GOD”
Hallelujah
11/15/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
grandma, She rises from her gentle bed,
grandma, With thoughts of kittens in her head,
grandma, She eats her jam with lots of bread.
Ready for the day ahead.
Lower face, lips jaw sticky/messy..
You see granny had forgotten her "teeth" on the night stand..next to a jar of taffy.
6/1/19
GRAMMA SONG TO ME--
What's in a melody;
Will you come sing to me;
la de da dee;
Music reveille;
Gramma sing a song to me;
2/4/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr ©2019