Best Grandmother Poems

Oh little one, how soon you'll be
In turbulence of puberty.
I will hold tight your days of youth 
And share with you my honest truth 

That innocence ingrained at birth,
Precious childhood days filled with mirth,
Will be so fleeting... you will see
The need for God's tranquility.

How grandma's...

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~Summer’s Eve ~


I am a woman!
I am proud-

I am everything you want. 
Plus more
The adoring wife,
A beautiful mother, 
A grandmother a granddaughter 
A daughter, a sister,
A lover, the aunt.
Your enemy, your friend.
I am a working lady.
A widow left behind.

  I AM!
The Spawn of Adam's...

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Through the years they worked their spells
     From drawers and cupboards, taking things
       That through them, thus, were given wings
        And changed to sweetness meant for kings
 ...

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It was like the sun did not rise
and mourning birds sang 
no morning melody.

The heavens were so grey,
pouring like Noah's floods,
preparing me for the storm,
which drowned my heart.

I felt like a butterfly helpless against the wind.

I had no time to build an ark
nor to sail...

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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 way she looked into your eyes, 
Moments before she said goodbye
Grandpa, I found a note from grandma, 
She will always...

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  Dear grandma, 
       you were my litchi  s u n r i s e, 
  encasing stars in honeydews of  h e a l i n g, 
     as ...

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With wings of golden starlight your spirits flare
Each woman burst forth a steadfast astral pyre
Your valiant souls are / defying / confining 
      the tethered snare
Like distant suns that are piercing the boundless mire
With hearts unyielding you are shatter iron...

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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 would joke

The spiraling smoke would then re-form
I know only an angels face could be so warm

Before her a beautiful quilt...

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See the woman.

See the face behind its age.
See the beauty of her form.
See the way her way becomes her.
See past her once taught skin, as it was 
when it enflamed many a man.

See the way she holds her head;
the tilt of her neck, the ease
of...

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There is a place called beautiful nestled deep in my mind's eye
Gingham curtains crisply pressed frame periwinkle summer sky
Brass kettle on the old gas stove reflects cast iron pans
And always at the kitchen sink, I see busy, wrinkled hands.

There is a place called beautiful, I'm...

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Original poem - For Grandma

You died grandma and my heart was broken,
At your funeral I stood there trembling;
And in the name of love words were spoken,
I needed to speak words without weeping.

Me, standing up front holding my papers,
There was a soft breeze caressing my...

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I take my hat off for the flag
  I stand up straight; let others sag
I get all weepy for Old Glory
  thinking of my family's story

They came from Russia with naught but hope
  with just their wits to help them cope
No language...

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Before I die, I want my grandchildren to know these things.
Believe in yourself and be your own best friend.
No one else can keep your secrets like you can.
And if you do not believe in yourself, it will be difficult for others to.

I want my grandchildren...

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A little angel is born to us, a cute dainty darling.
Our first grandchild, the fruition of our dreams of a lifetime.
Sent down from heaven, a blessing we will ever cherish!

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You can see him now, dirty as a horse
that slipped in the mud, planting petunias
with that infamous shamrock thumb

(Irish from his Pop      Appendage from his Mum)

stopping every now - and again -
to breathe deep that fragrance
rich with pheromone nostalgia
just like...

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