Best Grandkid Poems

You left before you could meet them
"I want to live to see my grandkids" you’d say
Unfortunately you never got the chance
So let me introduce them to you today

There are three of them
Ages one, four and seven
A little boy and two little girls
Who call you their...

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Every morning, before my caffeine 
I enjoy waking up with Ilene.
No, it's not what you think -
I wake up with her INK;
The fun thoughts of her daily routine!

She writes poems day out and day in,
With an admirable discipline.
Every day, a new post
Of the topic that...

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(a rhyme revision in stanza 9 in case the sponsor already read this.)

'Twas the night before Christmas. My shopping was done.
But gifts needed wrapping, and THAT’S never fun!
Huge piles of gifts lay strewn everywhere.
They lay on the counter, the sofa and chair.

I needed to organize...

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A short while back when Shayla was three,                     Written just for Barbara's Contest.
I took my granchild's child to the Zoo with me.

She sat in he...

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One year I got a shirt with my initials on the pocket,
My grandma wanted me to have it instead of a Saturn rocket.

Even though what I really wanted was the model of the Apollo ship,
My dad had made it clear to me that I shouldn’t...

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Never thought I'd arrive
at the age of the Sunday Drive
Grandma did it
when I was a kid it
probably kept her alive

I was the driver on one of her last
needless to say, going too fast.
I touched her hand
said, "I understand,"
but I didn't, for soon she passed.

I've no...

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My granddaughter’s dating
   her phone call I’m not awaiting

For she is nearly as foolish as me
assuming grandpa never knew a thing or three
   about love, marriage and sexuality

Once you’ve the experience to lend good advice ~
   your grandkid consults...

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We thought the morning would be calm ~
Till daughter deployed the grandkid bomb.

The youngest makes a Wookiee noise,
And other sounds enjoyed by boys.

Greta's playing the matching game;
The floor: uncluttered before she came.

The oldest bikes through the garage;
Both it and he will soon need triage.

One's running,...

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Years now glisten there,
silvery streak in her hair,
truest, gentlest care!


      ... grandma.


                To walk beside him
         ...

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He sings so sweetly, my puppies perk
Up their ears. They love my grandkid
As much as I do. Larry opened the door
And Tyler ran in. He asked me why my
Treadmill was dusty. I said it's nice
Outside, so I prefer to walk. Then he
Asked for a Coke....

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My dear ChatGTP


My dear ChatGTP

Welcome to our world

All the glory, All the fame

You may run faster than the fastest

But can you lose a winning battle for your beloved.

Can you shed tears of joy, seeing your child get a kindergarten prize.

Can you feel your heart sink...

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I asked my grandson, 
…what is my favorite thing to do,” after
he asked the round table.

“To play with me, of course.”
“Of course, I love playing with you…”

“and?”

and “praising God” - oh how much better
he knows me, than I know myself.

I chuckle.

“and?”

I prompt, “and writing poetry.”
“Oh...

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grandma.. 
years now glisten there,
silvery streak in her hair,
truest, gentlest care..


grandpa..
to walk with grampop
is to hear the paved road laugh
at its unpaved half..


grandkid..
child of eternal now,
tomorrow's one sacred vow,
shows the way, shows how.....

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Some sidewalk chalk, a pebble 
And a grandkid who would play
Set the stage to bring me back
To many years ago today.

I drew the board, explained the rules 
And as we hopped the squares, 
A wave of pure nostalgia
Up and caught me unawares.

Remembering the games I...

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I've got a lot for us to discuss,
Now that life is steadily on course.
We could have shared ideas and opinions
But Allah had exercised His majestic dominions;
Like shingles falling upon the roof,
Of'times that sounds like the horse's hoof,
My heart beats to talk to you Atanda,
For you're...

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