History Grandchild Poems

Who’s the lady in the picture Papa Keanu?

“Her name is Pele, Mililani.  The fire goddess of Hawaii.”  

“My middle name, Aiden means (little...

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New Shoes

"Grandpa, my shoes are too small, 
or maybe my feet or too big?"

"You are going to be ten foot tall, 
if you don't stop...

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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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The day Mitchell Malden became a hero
he had only meant to go for a drink,
paced slowly into Slimbed’s only saloon,
where he noticed an unpleasant stink.

He...

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Sewing machine, long idle, gathered dust
Old, as mama told, worn, left here to rust
I slowly examined the antique piece
Candle flame flickered, anxiety increased

Nothing odd on...

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I can tell by the whispers in your ear
                ...

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G-rand someone whose old but yet young, leading the youth with wisdom;
R-ossting royal comings to be completely bald, yet teaching the truth never fail;
A-ppraisals and...

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Swish thud goes the pendulum,
Giving every second significance,
With each moment as important.

Taking me into myself, for myself,
Able to access my abstraction,
Feeling my own presence positively.

The...

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There's a little history to this particular poem. I know I wrote it when I was 11 or 12 years old. I wrote it for...

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Will We Know Him?

Will we know Him if He stood in front of us?
If He walked by us on the street?
Will we know Him?
If we...

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The Old Salt was a special man who came along in a time
when he was needed most.

A time that is now gone forever.
When men believed...

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I have hope for the hatred and anger to settle.
I have hope the days to come I can weather,
I have hope there will be no...

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What do you see when you look at his face
Weather beaten & etched by hard work’s steady pace?
You see a broken down drunken old fool
I...

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