Grandchild Poems | Examples of Grandchild Poetry

Leroy jumped on his cycle when he heard the phone Grandma was calling; she wanted her grandbaby home. His mother tried to keep up as he ran that day. Leroy was headed for his grandma’s, straight away. He jumped...Read More

Ohh dear Grandma! I love your 'papadum' I miss the time when you offered me to come With you at the porch When the sun had scorched To help you to knead, roll and flip The papadum which had a...Read More

Just another first Oh the joy of having a 3 year old grandson Who I can share my love And loves with. And so today I buy him his first CD Soundtrack to Curious George By an artist I listen to. “Without...Read More

Future problems To put a water pipe into a trench took many men now a digging machine makes a trench in a few hours we accept this saves money, aching backs, and time These days office work...Read More

It’s easy to feel old when you get older, little things like aches that linger, work days that feel done after just a few hours, sleep that feels done well before the sun will rise, but being around my 3...Read More

I went out picking apples...with my granddaughter and grandson My grandson had his basket all filled up, but my granddaughter... she had "ONLY"- one There were plenty apples on the trees, and just as many...Read More

* For my grandson Makkie - my newest fishing buddy * ~ they … are amazing creatures with tiny little arms that stretch inches, feet … miles - they...Read More

Chit chattering so happily, in babyish first conversations, Like treetop little birdies, sharing emerald observations, Burbling giddily and gaily, as golden moments evanesce, Tattling like garden beauty secrets, in the feverish press! Jabbering enthusiastic jollity, in the success of...Read More

In every corner of the warmth of my heart's embrace, There lies an immense love for each of you. For with each passing moment I long to see your face. Oh how I yearn to share in everything...Read More

As I walk alone Through the thickened forest path, thinking to myself. Have I done enough... in my life to please the Lord? What else can I do? I tried to do good. I tried my best...Read More

after the grandchildren left, I checked the room. It was still tidy and neat, maybe they had used Zoom? I checked the computer, but the keys were not hot. They had been giggling in here, and I mean...Read More

The Head's A narrative poem Lionel Derbyshire My grandpa is a mountain I strive to scribe. Around a Indian ocean Heft steady the weight Of her flat mountain Twains a head and peak Of lion and devil. It weighs rhino strong Like my grandpa Rhino Grandma's husband...Read More

luscious orchid of purple sitting in a faux crystal vase flavorsome apples of red nectarous juices of orange tangerines palatable watermelons with pink centers marvelous corn pancakes wondrous scrambled cheese eggs spectacular meats of ham, bacon and sausage astounding Sunday breakfast buffet...Read More

Friday afternoon year April 2032 the weather was Just right. Damian sought to Purchase a barrage of a 13 Bicycle collection. It would be A surprise for his adoring family. He needed help with The project. He spoke...Read More

We took three of our grandchildren to lunch yesterday… and there was something we couldn’t ignore… Yes they are still our grandchildren.. but they’re not children anymore. It seems like only yesterday…we were enamored by their charms…. seems like...Read More