Best Grandbabies Poems
Just yesterday
I was crying
Leaving home for the 1st grade
7th, 10th, 12th
Just yesterday
I threw that cap in the air
Bright eyed
Facing the world
Wow, who is that girl
My wife
The mother of my children
Just yesterday
Our babies were born
Responsibilities
Doing what had to be done
For my family
Bad job, good job, great job
My career
Just yesterday
The children are grown and gone
With the grandbabies
Busy lives
Of their own
I see them every once in a while
Just yesterday
Retired
People look right through me
I am a ghost
My body is failing
Cant remember
Like I use to
They put me in this wheelchair
In the hall
That girl
My wife
Went on ahead
I hear her calling me
Just yesterday
God said it was ok
She has waited long enough
Grand babies are like gifts from above. They don't criticize you all they do is love.
Their love is genuine, so precious and rare, if we could learn love from our grand babies we would have more love to share.
Grandbabies are a true gift from god, treasure them, love them, hold on to those memories in your heart and mind, because you'll never have something so rare and so kind.
I will sing the song of the average man
Who was born a child-not a babe
Who grew up in an ordinary house?
Made of bricks without ivy cascades
He went to an ordinary school like the rest
Hated math, hated science, loved lunch
Gave a report on Abe Lincoln-read Goodnight Moon,
Played averagely in all peewee games
He grew up-got older-little wiser it seemed
Not too much just average-got C’s
Didn’t date, least not much-but found the One
And married her in an average church
He worked his job-did quite well
But not enough to gain many accolades
Bought a house, had three kids
Not prodigies just average-one, two, and three
They grew up-he grew up-they lived happily
Went to soccer, went to karate-watched ballet with number three
Played catch-went to parades, cleaned spilt lemonade
Loved his wife-laughed with his kids
All were happy living averagely
Watched them get older-marry average true loves
No Romeo dear Juliet romances
But they were happy and so was he
And he was given several average grandbabies
He and the Missus went on with their days
Till she died of an average disease
And he followed to in a moderate way
And they rest side by side in an average grave
He was no genius-never swam the English Channel
Didn’t raise three life saving doctors
But he was happier then the few outstanding I’ve seen
Because he was content with an average.
Innocent product of the 50's, baby-boomer
Soviet Union, nuclear bombs, duck and cover
Peace, love, rock and roll, they killed Kennedy
Vietnam many gone but not forgotten
Met a girl, love, marriage, children
Work, career, struggled, built a home
Said goodbye to Mom and Dad
Raised kids, in love with grandbabies
Enjoying the fruits of my labor
Eagerly searching for the next chapter in my life
Story of My Life In Ten Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
11/30/19
I stood in line with women
A few men waited
But mostly the people around me had curves and femininity
The morning begun cool but warmed as the sun took her throne
The temperature change was like the change that overcame
The strangers
At first silent
Looking straight
And then slowly sharing
Stories
Truth
Seeing each other
A kind woman offered snacks to the small fussing children
She had grandbabies.
We were all here
Hoping for the same result
But for different reasons, different circumstances
Situations
One woman explained that she kept renting houses that were forclosed.
One was on the news the night before at the Interfaith Shelter, already homeless.
Some had little ones and looked much too young
*Poet's note
This was longer and tied more firmly into the title before I lost this poem in cyberspace
I write fictional poetry occassionally, but this one is not that. This is vulnerablity and I am not
strong enough to rewrite it in its entirity again. Please don't judge this yet. It isn't finished.
WHERE THERE SHOULD BE THE PITTER PATTER OF LIL FEET AND BUTTERFLY KISSES THERE IS A COLD SILENCE AND BITTER TEARS,WHEN THERE SHOULD BE EARLY MORNING CARTOONS CERAL SPILLS IN MY BED THERE IS ONLY DARKNESS AND COLD SHEETS, A THEIF CAME IN MY HOUSE AND I NEVER EVEN KNEW I LOOKED HIM IN HIS EYES AND THOUGHT HE LOVED YOU
I TRUSTED HIM WITH YOUR MOMMY AND THOUGHT YOUD BE SAFE I NEVER IMAGINED WE'D BE HERE AT THIS PLACE,A THIEF IN THE NIGHT CAME IN MY HOUSE ONE DAY STEALING YOUR MOMMMYS HOPES AND DREAMS AND LEAVING WITH YOU HE TOOK YOUR PRECIOUS SMILE, AND LAUGHTER TOO, HE TOOK AWAY OUR FUTURE THIS MONSTER IN OUR HOUSE THAT WE NEVER EVEN KNEW! HE USED THE NAME OF GOD AND SPOKE WELL TOO HE WORE A MASK OF KINDNESS THEN ROBBED US THROUGH AND THROUGH, EACH DAY IS FOR EVER LACKING AND WILL NEVER BE THE SAME I SHOULD BE TEACHING YOU TO COUNT NOW AND EVEN SPELL YOUR NAME, I KNOW YOUR IN HEAVEN AND I TRY TO PUSH THROUGH, I WATCH YOUR MOMMY TRY TO FIND HER WAY NOT UNDERSTANDING HOW SHE NEVER KNEW, I KNOW WE HAVE TO MOVE ON SOMEHOW AND APRECIATE THE LIFE WE HAVE LEFT BUT IT JUST GETS SO HARD SOMETIMES WITHOUT YOU IN OUR PATH I PRAY EACH DAY FOR STRENGTH AND PEACE FOR OUR FAMILY THAT MISSES YOU BUT EVERY TIME I SEE A CHILD I WISH IT COULD BE YOU, I WAS BLESSED TO BE YOUR NANA AND I DONT KNOW EXACTLY HOW TO DEAL I SEE FRIENDS WITH THEIR GRANDBABIES AND IT JUST DOESNT SEEM REAL I WISH I COULD WAKE UP FROM THIS TERRIBLE NIGHT MARE, OR EVEN WAKE UP IN HEAVEN CAUSE ATLEAST YOU'LL BE THERE!
saw my bluebird girl
in her Guatemalan dress
sunshine in a flash
brighten my whole day
nothing like a mother hen
all her chix about
papa so relieved
that mimi no longer grieves
loss of family
flowers can now bloom
cause we know who hung the moon
2 lil grandbabies!
thank you for teaching
me how to be patiently
waiting over here
my heart loves
nine grandbabies fill
my soul with love
Teresa Skyles
I made a wish that Muscular Dystrophy would've passed me by.
Then my life would have been different and I wouldn't have to cry.
I could walk I could run and play with all my grandbabies.
Do my own cooking,wash my own hair and no more mabee's.
Sometimes I would wonder why life has been so hard.
Without FA there would be no more pain and no more scars.
Sometimes I wonder without the disease would my life be the same.
I know one thing I'd have nothing or no one to blame.
Teresa Skyles
If I had one more moment,To say how I feel I would tell you to come back because none of this feels real.
I would hug you, and never let go oh I miss you more than you will ever know.
I would tell you I love you each and every day and check on you to see if you are ok.
If I had one more moment. To spend with you we would go fishin on the big ocean blue.
We would tell stories about how you made me laugh all the time, it's crazy how for you I can make a little rhyme.
I wouldn't let not one word go unsaid, I would tell you exactly what's in my head
If I had one more moment, I wouldn't just yet tell you goodbye because just the thought that I would have to makes me cry.
I would tell you to stay a little longer there is still so much more for you to discover
Like the day you give me away.
Or the day you meet your grandbabies and spoil them with all sorts of candies
If I had one more moment I would tell you exactly what you mean to me
I would tell you that you've made me so happy.
I like to think that I learned how to be a good mother
By never doing it the way that you did.
I know that no matter how hard it gets
I never will take one second with them for granted.
I will love them every moment I have with them
And succeed in making sure they know it.
So that they can grow up surrounded in trust and love
And never be too afraid to show it.
I would never allow their fears to go un-noticed.
I would die trying to protect them from that world.
I will never rush them, or fail to protect them.
They will be free to enjoy being little boys and girls.
Pride will fill me where jealousy filled you,
As I nurture them and watch them grow
Though I cherish their childhoods more than anything,
I look forward to watching their lives unfold.
Of them taking on the world, enjoying its beauty.
Becoming strapping young men and lovely young ladies.
I dream of them finding a love like I found with their Daddy
And of holding my perfect Grandbabies.
I used to want you to pay for my pain.
I used to dream of ways to make you feel like I did.
I still wish you had had more compassion than to lean on me.
You were my mother, I was just a kid.
But I no longer wish you any more pain or revenge
Because I have risen so high above that, I can’t even see you.
Because you’re still in that world I ran so far away from,
Surrounded in that pain I once was so used to
And knowing that I will have everything you denied yourself
Because of your hideous and unforgettable actions,
I am finally free to find more worth while adventures,
Other uses for my emotions, and my passions.
This finality is like cutting through the last bar of the cage
And finally freeing that dark and abused beast.
into the sunlight where she is free and beautiful
Because unlike you, in my children’s eyes, I found my peace.
It took many years to realize the meaning of a blessing,
But today I am blessed is what I am professing.
It is from which end of the binoculars you view life that you reap your rewards,
You can find faults and problems, or you can receive the bounties of the Lord.
Life can be rainbows and soft billowy clouds so serene,
Or life can be hard, unforgiving, if you choose that scene.
I’ve learned to find good in the darkest of days,
I’ve learned to give God all the glory and praise.
The old saying: when someone gives you lemons make lemonade,
Is another way of turning bad times into a festive parade.
There are days when I want to let those bad days take control,
Then I’ll see someone less fortunate and realize it’s time I crawl out of my hole.
I thank God mostly for saving my soul and for helping me up each time I fell,
And for being patient, but that is too long a story to tell.
I thank God for my wife, for without her I dread to think where I’d be,
She’s been my rock all along but it took so long for me to see.
I thank God for my wonderful children, all grown but still precious to me.
And for those beautiful grandbabies that God watches over with glee.
Mostly I thank God for removing all the bitterness and hate that consumed my soul.
And turned me into the thankful man that has made heaven his goal.
How did the time fly away?
It seems they were young minutes ago
And then, so quickly, they did grow.
Was it really more than a day?
They were brides just recently.
How did the time fly away?
It seems just the other day
They were children playing with me.
How did the time fly away?
Why did they all grow up so fast?
Why did the years go flying past?
It seems like yesterday.
Now my children have children too
And time for them will also fly.
Grandbabies grown, they'll wonder why
The years so quickly flew.
I stepped on ice, and took a dive,
Right before grandbabies five.
Look at Grammy Go-Go-Go!
Then slipped a disc....
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
But I'm Stayin' Alive, Stayin' Alive..........
Redessa Pickett a wonderful mother
She's unique and like no other
Better known as Pap
She's always talking crap
You make her upset she will snap
She enjoys her grandbabies sitting in her lap
Very sweet and fun to be around
The best mother-in-law ever found
She like doing puzzle books,nitting,and of course fishing
Soon together we'll be going I keep wishing
If Redessa can't make you laugh noone can
She loves herself a dark skin man
My mother-in-law is also a great cook
Just 1 taste she'll have you hook.