Best Grandmas Poems

Being just four ,that loud knock on the frosted, front glass door!
The fierce ringing of the handbell meant only one thing!
That Santa was here with...

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Like the sun lights up the sky, 
A little girl when she was born, 
She snuggled right into our hearts
With heaven's sparkle in
Her eyes stole...

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Long ago when I was a child my sister died,
Everyday in grandmas arms I cried and cried;
Time ticked and grandma left and I had...

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She tiptoes in quietly, pushing out summer.
There is a hush in the corn fields.
Even the crows are silent.
Scratch. Scratch. Everyone is readying themselves.

Full corn moon,...

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Here I go again, focused on myself.
Remembering, analyzing,
Memorializing tragedy.
Thinking, endless thinking.
Suicides, death of grandmas, past loves.
Pining about passions and losses.
The condo I had to let...

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i am from you have to work for it
from worthless and invisible
i am from hatred.

i am from 7
from black and white
i am from not begin...

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Grandma got run over by a reindeer
I'm sure you remember that song
Well that was my grandma who was hit
And again, they got part of it...

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A bad man came 
when I was four 
he did bad things 
I couldn't find 
the door 

A bad man came 
when I was fourty...

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When grandpa was courtin' grandma, in those sweet days that are long past..
       There were no automobiles to drive...

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This is always a very very difficult time of year for me. I get so dang depressed,
and yes the majority of that pain comes from...

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Green Town, Ohio 
where memories congregate, 
granddads as time machines, 
grandmas... magicians. 

Two children leaping 
in Superman sneakers 
as if they are flying, 
and smelling...

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We went to that "holler" each summer vacation
Near one hundred acres of mountainside trees
I'd wake up at dawn, take flight to my station
Down at the...

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I am always shocked 
When a second grader cannot tell me 
One single thing they like to do for fun.

I am always surprised
When a third...

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I think it's always been there
 just in the back of my mind where 
a moral spin 
 of subtle children's interpretations
 recalled a story...

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My Mother, like many saints, is compassionate,
Though lion-like, my father is considerate;
Like banyan tree, my family is well-branched out,
Grandmas, Grandpa, Uncles, Aunts - all are...

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