Best Grandchildren Poems
grandchildren weasel into heart wrinkles
smoothing, soothing, and loving
revitalizing you
Abnormal reactions,
Big stuff ups,
Countless mistakes,
Deliberate interference.
Everyday occurrences,
Foolish moves,
Give false hope,
Hear the anguish.
Injustice on the rise,
Judges on the take,
Known by those who have lost the use of their tongue.
Love seeds now uncommon,
Money in the hands of the few,
No relief in sight,
Only a few still in the fight.
Possibilities for grandchildren to,
Quietly tip the balance,
Right messages uplifted essential,
Should they reject fake news.
Temperature extremes,
Unlikely all will survive,
Very little shade,
Where trees no longer exist.
Xylophones silent,
Yachts languishing in unsafe harbours,
Zebras no longer crossing.
Apples not falling far from the tree,
Big decisions needed from little people.
They say grandchildren are the future to see
Watching them grow has been special to me
We laughed with the good and cried at the bad,
But felt every emotion of happy and sad.
I have three grandchildren special to me
Special in their own ways as they may be,
One at a time they’d stay at my place,
So I’d be sure, to put up my vase.
Two have grown into a young adult
Except for one, who’s still as a teen?
They’re more helpful, and like to clean,
So to all, I’d like to share my result.
The grandchildren, their children will be the future
Of what we were, a long time ago
And be able to flow, with the knowledge to grow.
Over the weekend our two youngest grandchildren came to our house to stay
(the two older ones no longer live at home and their parents were away).
We laughed, we ate, we walked, we danced
they played on our computer in between
and we noticed, after we returned them home,
they’d left their fingerprints on its screen.
And when we saw their fingerprints we sighed
thinking how the moments they now stay with us are few…
how they’ve grown up so quickly…
Wasn’t it only yesterday when they were 2?
With the two older grandchildren off at college
and the the two youngest growing fast
we try our best, when we get together,
to make each moment last…
Their lives now take them in different directions
to different places…new routines
and we wait patiently with net in hand…
to capture moments in between…
Which is why we have decided to preserve
this latest moment in between…
to make it last a little longer…
and keep their fingerprints on our screen.
One day I pray to meet
My children's children, with my mother's blue eyed glee
Seeing me
My deepest wish
Blessed to see my progeny
Love rich
My child
Hope to see ye
Smile
One day I pray to meet
Blessed to see my progeny
Smile
B eautiful boy
R ough at play
Y oung and curious
C uddly and loving
E normous energy
GRANDCHILDREN
A ngel from heaven
L oving and loyal
I rresistibly huggable
A dorably cute
N eat and outgoing
A pple of our eye
A granddaughter is a joy
a real genuine treasure,
to make the heart sing
with unequaled pleasure.
Her smile can brighten
the gloomiest afternoon.
In her sweet presence
my heart becomes immune
to trouble or sorrow,
defeat or decline.
In her, so clearly,
we see God's design.
A grandson fills the gap
and completes God's plan.
In his face, I catch
a glimpse of the man.
His smile brings sunshine,
love defines his embrace.
My load becomes lighter,
worry's gone without a trace.
He will always hold
a large chunk of my heart.
No force can alter our
bond, it's off the chart.
Love our grandchildren
Their love has no conditions
They love us for us
Edward J Ebbs - March 23, 2015
Excitement oozes
Out of my soul and Grand- heart
Grandchildren are here
GOD Can’t You Change These Grandchildren?
GOD can’t you change these grandchildren?
You were there when they were born
You fed them
Changed their diapers
Followed them and their parents around the United States and some foreign countries
You studied with them
Went to school with them
Gave them money, praise, and love
And never a word of thanks
GOD can’t you change these grandchildren
They get on Facebook and Skype
Saying nobody has ever done anything for me
Did they give birth to themselves?
They didn’t have jobs, did they provide for themselves?
You bought prom dresses, caps and gowns, furniture, and paid fees
God can’t you change these grandchildren?
You pray for them
You offer them comfortable places to sleep
You try to show them how wonderful and valuable they are
And yet they don’t believe
GOD can’t you change these grandchildren?
You bought postage stamps for them so that they could write you
Not one letter did you receive
You sent invitations to celebrate and come and visit
They wanted you to pay for boyfriends and other kin
And now that they are adults that are full of rage and pain
How dare tell the world a lie
Nobody ever did anything for me
How dare they have babies and never bring them to visit
But when they need money here come the sob story
GOD can’t you change these grandchildren?
Love is unconditional; I really believe that’s true
So what about a phone call, a hit on Facebook, a text, a tweet?
An Instagram just to say I love you, or I’m fine, I’m okay
Post a picture or a happy birthday
I love you grandchildren
Maybe one day I’ll do something and you can stop saying and posting
Nobody ever did anything for me
Love GOD and your Grandmother
’t You Change These Grandchildren?
To my Grandchildren, those great and beyond,
whom I will never meet
Know that I love you and have seen you in the
eyes of your parents when they were very small
I’ve heard your voices in the trees, when the
wind blows softly calling my name as I walk
I’ve seen your arms reaching out to me in my
dreams, as you cry “Papa" and then drift away
Your spirit is mine, as my spirit is yours; and no
lifetime can keep us apart
I watch over you now and will watch over you then,
whenever the need is great
I’m that voice you hear when no one else listens,
and no one else understands
And the heart that feels what you will feel, when no
one else seems to care
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
Dear little children,
playing in the sand,
God keep them in His kindness
and always give a hand
to keep them in His loving care.
Grant them a long life to live
and to know it is not what
they get but what they give
that makes life worthwhile.
God bless them all from above,
my little children whom I love.
A ring on the doorbell, a bang on the door
They both rush past me, coats on the floor!
“Hi-ya Granddad” and “Nanny” they shout
The books and the toys now have to come out.
The T.V goes on and some music to gel
They start to argue and things don’t go well
So Nanny starts baking and Carys is there
After only five minutes the biscuit tins bare!
But Will stays with Granddad, just kicking a ball
He’s really growing he’s getting quite tall
We all stop for tea now, some quiet at last
The cake’s really lovely, we’ve all had a blast!
Can we sleep here tonight Nan? –“You know we’ll be good”
“We’re not really naughty just misunderstood!”
So to keep everyone happy we both agree
But, in your own beds mind and not in with me!
So in your pyjamas and off up to bed
The love of our lives now let it be said
We reflect on our day with much love and much joy
We love you so much, our girl and our boy!
One time after an especially fun Grandma Cousin Camp Week
Where Grandpa was in hiding for 7 days, and 8 grandchildren and I did whatever
we please,
There was a bit of pouting
That it had to come to an end.
My oldest granddaughter, whom I will refer to as EM,
the wisest of the wise, because she is 4 years older
and terribly smart said,
"You know how you guys like to have a friend over?"
There was lots of nodding and yesing because we all love Em.
"Well, Grandma is having a friend over," she explained.
"It's GRANDMA!"
They all got in the car
and waved good-bye,
Fully understanding
now.
Dad
I can't believe
Your here old man
You made it through the rough..
I love your
Laugh and chuckle..
For me that is enough.
But boy you've had a lifetime
And crammed it full of stuff
You climbed and walked
And cycled and taught
And shared to thrill
Despite your failing memory..
So deep those waters still.
You're table tennis champ.
You're youth club hero, nifty.
Fridays every week you did..
Until you landed fifty
You're Dad, and Grandpa, Brother
You've been Friend aswell to.. any..
A Husband, Leader, Teacher
An Uncle to so many..
You worked for forty years
Making chemicals for foam.
I'm very happy to have been
A member of your home.
And when it's all said and done
IF you finally get the call..
We'll spend our lives reminiscing
Of your story, to enthrall..
The ears of little ones
You'll never get to meet
They'll hear of your adventures;
All the stuff you'd like to eat..
Of your music tastes,
And passions, of adventures far and NEAR..
Of Singapore. And Germans.
Lost underpants. Of chicken wire and beer
But for this moment here and now
We sit with you and cheer..
You made it (phew)
And here you sit before us
At your 90 years plus two.
So Dad.. there are no words..
I've scribbled down a few
But really all you need to know
We're here because..
The one we love is you
Jinjagoliath
12th March 2023