Husband Grandchild Poems

from your first born, when you grab a dusting of talc, crushed with late night feeds, stirring in bouncing and stories on a knee,

adding a...

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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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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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"Is it rare to see a white wolf Grandpa?"
I stared at the child. Then at my husband.
That depends, Grandpa said. In the house?
The child’s worried...

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If the breeze comes like a friend
It may blow my hair backwards
Like my hubby once said to me
Look up
Be fresh and healthy, happy and cheerful
It...

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He jingles when he walks through
So we know he has coins in his pockets.
My husband and I roll our eyes.
We don’t care.
He thinks he is...

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I always wanted to be a grandma; not a mom.
Of course, momhood came first, but that was okay
For when it came, I loved it.
I adored...

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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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As I sit here with our grandson 

and gaze upon your headstone, hon, 

I lay a bouquet of white and pink roses

for your birthday, now...

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Becoming a teenager,
Parents place wager
That by sweet sixteen,
You will have been
Kissed and experienced
Puppy love
While stars twinkle above!
Turning twenty one,
The greatest feeling
Under the sun,
Graduating from University,
Told...

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My four-year-old grandson 
ran to the house to tell grandpa 
to make me stop building a fire.
His older siblings laughed.
Toasted marshmallows.

“I am calling 911 
and...

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My four-year-old grandson is all about singing 
While he swings today
Singing funny songs at first, but now a serious one
About a grandma and how much...

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So I had to tell her to BLEEP off, Grandma.
She is fourteen, as of forty-six hours ago.
I am shocked.  
I wisely decide to give...

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Missing Kristen

Bright blue eyes that sparkle;
And gentle chestnut curls.
She dances through my heart strings;
My skinny baby girl.

So proud to be her Grandma;
Even though I'm kind...

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When the king gets here we will try to remain calm.
Okay.
We will not hover.
Okay.

We will share him.
The car stops. The king is here.
His mommy releases...

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