Best Grandma Poems

I will always remember those uneven paths,
which led me to you - 
sorrowful reminder of promises I could not keep.
All you wanted was to sit...

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The Library of Trust and Hope
The Bank of Trust and Hope

(Cant decide on title, so feel free to pick or suggest one)

She was all but...

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The chair is her home, her universe now
It is all that her many years will allow
Helena’s elegant beauty once shone
Now her mind wanders a world...

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I remember, oh how I remember
the years that have gone by.
Our doors were never bolted
our windows never closed.

Women had part-time jobs
knocking on doors all afternoon,
their...

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*GRANDMA WAITS IN THE GARDEN*

Hi grandpa, it's me again!
Your dentures sit in an open glass above the nightstand
Remember the tears grandma sang before she pass?
The...

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help mrs. muse is gone and my mind is shooting blanks 
my friend called inspiration is trying to walk the plank 

motivation just married mr...

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Hocus Pocus

Poets are like magicians.
They trick the heart into feeling, 
“things” they had no idea, were there at all. 

Sadly poets don’t always know how...

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  Dear grandma, 
       you were my litchi  s u n r i s e, 
 ...

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I Came By…
(to see you)

You don’t see me. 
I see you, everyday. 
I am afraid to say hello. 
You may say good-bye. 

I just want...

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I have a special story I wish to share
About a seamstress beautiful and fair

She would fade away turning into smoke
Of her amazing beauty, no man...

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A WISH -- In Memory Of 

"I Wish"

I wish I could blow air into your little lungs, 
The day my daughter brought your stillborn body...

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'Twas our Christmas Eve dinner; we all had sat down
at the table to eat. Grandma couldn’t be found!
We children were fussing; Dad rose to his...

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Like open arms
These broken gates reach out to me
And lead me to the lonely house
That overlooks the sea

Her door once proud and stately
Now splintered hangs...

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I learned a lot from Grandma
She helped me become a man
When I thought I just couldn't make it
She always told me I can

She taught me...

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There have been those who said,                   ...

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