Heaven Grandchild Poems

The joy of birth, the growing up,
leads us to adore our lovely babies.
But not, alas, without the toils of life.
Because we experience a lack of...

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born into this world  
                   this
magnificence...

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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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All in blue, the new baby sleeps. 
Just born a few hours ago!
Oh,how his mother loves him.
She snuggles him close to her.
God's perfection shines in...

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Grandfather's Gift

There is an angel, 
on a coin, in my pocket. 
My grandfather gave her to me. 
It is a token of affection. 
It is...

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Great Grandmother Barb
By Franklin Price
02/16/2022

Family meant everything
To you, when you were here.
There came another yesterday
You're a Great Grandmother, dear

All is fine with mom and baby
They...

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Embrace, we did- 
  our children growing up;
    well-blessed with three- 
      sweet nectar in our...

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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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I smiled when she said that he died.
She was a mean woman, no soul.
Refused to show inside I cried.
So being stoic was my goal.

She told...

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~ For my Great-Grandson Jared and my Grandchildren, Nick, Justin, Jorden, Lily, and Travis ~


There's a sweet wee lad who's growing
    ...

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All Things Galore
by Michael R. Burch

(for my grandfathers George Edwin Hurt Sr. and Paul Ray Burch, Sr.)

Grandfather,
now in your gray presence
you are

somehow more near

and remind...

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Sunset
by Michael R. Burch
								
This poem is dedicated to my grandfather, George Edwin Hurt, who died April 4, 1998.

Between the prophecies of morning
and twilight’s revelations of...

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Mental Health
aka Crazy

The very topic is inclusive of the word, 
that haunts our every step from birth;
until our last breath. 

Fear has no power except...

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Butterfly, My Love

You have hair like golden silk. 
You laugh like clear water running over stones. 
Your eyes, they are the color of the sky,...

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Four and a half year old grandson
Climbs up my legs
Into my lap.
Lies down on me like a weighted blanket.
Arms around my neck.
I feel his heart...

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