Grandmother Eve Poems

Thanking God, on bended knee.
That I am still alive on the first
of January!

My grandson and I, have spent
each New Year's Eve together!

To top it off, in...

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The miracle is restoring
joy.

Sometimes this means bringing back the dead,
Opening the eyes of the blind,
Restoring limbs,
and so on,
but these are just means to a Greater...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Our apartment looks out
on the parking lot of Montefiore–
that transient place old people go
in their final days.
 
Visitors come and go
all hours of the day...

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Hush now three days yet to past.
My grandmother joy was fulfilled with laughter.
The Christmas spirit was upon us once again.
The tree is surrounded with presents...

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If I could do magic
I'd bring my grandma back
Always very encouraging
Wisdom, she'd never lack

On Christmas Eve, we'd gather together
Just like the rest of some you...

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I'm Eve 
Led by God 
My faith in God has always guided me
in my life. I find refuge in, poems 
I write, books I read,...

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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...

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