Grandmother Family Poems

Love comes in many shapes, sizes and thoughts,
the love of flowers, things, our best pets.
Love may come as that special gift,
the one gift I have...

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My mind a thick fog, a thick fog so deep, 
it threatens to submerge my thoughts. 
I know not why, or how, or even who,
for...

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Resolutions each January I feel I must do.                 ...

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I navigate my computer,                     ...

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Singing birds emerging.
Pretty flowers are blooming.
Rabbits are hopping.
In spring things start living.
Nests of eggs are cracking.
Gardens are now growing.

Written Date: 1/21/2020...

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No more poetry,
say it's not so.
How do I live not writing any more, 
no more words and stories to express.
No more rhymes,
to pass my time.
How...

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All the birthday boys,                     ...

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You sit as always-earphones in and eyes glued to a screen,
soon you will stand and leave, sometimes you say goodbye,
I watch you in your other...

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I remember as a little girl when John F. Kennedy was assassinated.
Everyone cried, everyone gathered around the TV set waiting for word.
We sang the “Star...

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In her car, the woman in deeepest melancholy sat.
Rain falling, tears falling, splat!

She thought of those many days before.
With many a handsome suitor at her...

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Be That Rock
by Michael R. Burch
 
for George Edwin Hurt Sr.
 
When I was a child
I never considered man’s impermanence,
for you were a mountain of...

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England
As the carriage wheels click down the cobble road
Five tall hats stand alone with a horse drawn carriage
Night lanterns placed on both sides and glass...

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I was saddened to hear the passing of our beloved sister Adele,
Now that she has gone home to the Lord.

She will be remembered by her...

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Goodbye

I waved as you left the drive. 
I heard your sweet voice… 
ever cheerful.

Hours passed. 
I did the dishes. 
I cleaned up. 
I got ready...

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A sense of holidays! 

Blueberry pie hot out of the oven with buttery toppings 
popcorn popping in the pot with oil on the stove 
Lemon...

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Thinking of her day and night,
wrinkled, withering, hair turning white.

Wish I had time to write her a letter,
naw, she's alright, she always gets better.

I finally...

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I guess she wasn’t good enough for that little man.
When my parents were having words,
my father would give my mother the back of his hand.
But...

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The Making of Cookies

The lost art of putting, 
flower, sugar, vanilla,
and cream together.
More than small cakes, 
a distance…
far past “home made”, 
to the sheer land...

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DEAR FAMILY 

Dear Family, my life has come to an end on this earth, 
And my ashes will mingle within the dirt, 
What I have...

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Great grandmother Rosa
Grandmother Maryrose
And Mother Roseann 
Daughter April Rose
Granddaughter Kayla Rose
Granddaughter Ella Rose 
Love all my Roses
//  ¦¦  \\
//   ¦¦ ...

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