Grandad Poems - Poems about Grandad

The moon shone bright a little less tonight My family too, seemed to hide from sight. We were all in our rooms, pondering over what we once had known, Because we were afraid to admit that we were all feeling alone. The laughter that once echoed through the house, Was now all contained in a bag and a blouse. He...

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winter tree scribble on paper shattered glass aging masterpiece blood vessels interrupted sleep morning bed hair porcelain crazing drought dry earth think quickly fungal strands frozen pond uh-oh straw on floor slept-in sheets did I lock the door letter from a pocket can’t reach that itch tickly cough grandad’s skin winter tree ...

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In a quiet town where shadows blend, A boy named Dustin learned to mend, Born to a mother, young and alone, With dreams in her heart, but a heavy stone. No father’s hand to guide his way, But a grandfather’s love would light the day, With wisdom deep as...

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he paused pushing himself on the soft leather shaped by his years -Happy his eyes beaming below the arced trellises of his greyed out eyebrows Dion rested at his grandfathers feet His face in a contortion of bewilderment -No, I mean as a job The old man grasped a freshly iced can of some sugar filled gloop and poured it between them both He gave a chuckle disguising...

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For Z. Blessings and condolences to you and your family. May your Grandad rest in peace. Dear Grandad By Michelle Morris 23/06/2023 Dear Grandad, We miss you We love you May you rest in peace Until we meet again Today is your funeral It's just another day for humanity But for us, your family It is a solemn and emotional occasion Your soul...

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head cradled on folded arms as a young boy I’d sit rapt in the tales told by an old man as he drew pictures at our dinner table no bragging, not at all just remembrances of arid deserts and tuscan sunsets heaving seas and emptying bellies he saw the world give or take in six years for king and country back then I...

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For you were such a gentleman your smile sincere and true For your hair was always in it's place your funniness shone through For the love you had of sport's anything would do football, tennis and many more will always remind me of you Your love of a great war film Your love of a 25p bet chatting to the pound shop girl's A man...

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Written on 7/27/2021 By Gail R DeBole Updated on 8/17/2021 My granddad’s five-dollar bill in hand Was blown by a breeze through farmland. Our dog, King, “saved the Abe” Fetched the bill straight away To return it to my grandad’s hand. (True Story that happened in the 1960s)...

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One day you dropped down dead, Your heart stopped, Dad says " you were the apple of his eye", I wish I had known you, My grandad, Grandma never remarried, You where her one true love, You couldn't be replaced, I often think of you, Wondering what we would have done My grandad, Your together again these many years, My grandma and grandad, I love you both....

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Hallie ?? you light up every room If I’m down you lift all my gloom Your beautiful little face Would brighten up any place That cheeky little grin Your cute little chin Your funny little...

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My gorgeous Logan —————————— Oh my gorgeous little bruiser Grandads special little boozer With buckets full of fun and mischief by the cart full Our very own dodger so very artful Your in and your out your up and your down but it’s always the washing machine where you’ll...

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Skirting church on Puig de Missa, then down the slope towards the river, St Eularia's Rui, with path that winds on to the sea. Past the smelly goats, where poking little fingers get nibbled, and goat-dribbled through the fence. Billy stands high on outcast fridge and watches babies butt their silly billy heads. Then past the scraggy peacock, beneath the orange tree, with...

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I, to the pasture's green could run, and fly a kite beside the sun, but choose, I do, to linger still, among the dirt, what is my frill? Low, be it may, to sink my feet, into the slimy, pungent peat, but with my grandad by my side, would daily stroll along the tide. To rescue guls stuck...

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Grandad The Superhero My grandad was a superhero, You would not think it true, For now he’s old and very slow, And he only wears one shoe. He used to soar across the sky, Birdman was his name, But now he can no longer fly, It’s really such a shame. His cape is torn and full of ants, His mask is in...

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You know when you are growing up The stages you go through Make you the way you are They help to make you...YOU The people who you deal with Whether family or your friends Are very influential And they're with you 'till the end But little things they tell you Might get on your last nerve You know you sometimes hate them And it's not...

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