Beautiful Grandchild Poems

We recently purchased and planted milkweed…not only is it pleasing to the eye
but we had the intention, with the milkweed, of attracting monarch butterflies.

We planted...

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I am sure she is awake from her nap, my daughter said.
I ran up to get her; she is two and dazzlingly beautiful.
She is my...

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Baby GG is in the house
Born in beautiful month of March
Between winter and spring
No snow was on the dry grass
Gorgeous buds were emerging
And a new...

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The Head's
A narrative poem
Lionel Derbyshire

My grandpa like the mountain
I strive to scribe.

Around a Indian ocean
Of her flat mountain
Twains a head and peak
Of lion and devil
Left...

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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...

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Diamonds and pearls twinkle in the moonlight,

Lost in a labyrinth of their own design, 

The last of their kind.


I hurry through the maze,

In an futile...

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Of all the pretty
And beautiful words
That come to mind
None are close
To describing
The first moment
I held you
In my arms

A tear
Fell speechless
Quiet
Onto my shirt
My vocabulary
Was useless
So my...

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Ever heard of the beautiful Ohio?
The writer in me wants you to know -
River life has its anecdotes
My granny, a German immigrant,
mastered that river in...

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Ma! Ma! Moh! Moh!
He points up into the sky,
Looking up, I see his awe,
An enchanting ball of light.

Ma! Moh! Moh!
He jumps in pure bliss,
I carry...

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It was going to be the best Christmas of the most spectacular, magnificent Christmases in the world.Certainly, the best one we had ever seen, for...

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"Ma, Ma" she gently calls,
Beautiful music to my ears,
"I love you Gramma!" 
Then plants a kiss upon my cheek.

My first grandchild,
A precious gift from above,
Full...

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Collata is my daughter’s daughter
And she barely knows me.
They have lived too far away.
I am having a day with her finally.

She is six, beautiful, and...

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lo those beautiful
grey, green, bronze branches waving
In Autumn's brisk winds
~
prickly stickling hands
pointed toward the skies and lands
wave hi to branches
~

in Autumn's brisk winds
beautiful those bear...

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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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Thank you for our special gift


My boy has had a baby dad, a father just like you
He’s stepped into that special role with pride and...

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