Rain Grandchild Poems

When it rains I sing 
I sing a beautiful lullaby 
For my two little birds 
And my greetings it conveys 

Million of miles away 
With...

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LITTLE WINGS

“No,” and they meant it. The dizzy seat
almost threw the 8 year old. He was swiveling
‘round and around and around, starting
to look green, ready...

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Poems about Children IV

Salat Days
by Michael R. Burch

Dedicated to the memory of my grandfather, Paul Ray Burch, Sr.

I remember how my grandfather used to pick...

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Poems about Children II



On Looking into Curious George’s Mirrors
by Michael R. Burch

for Maya McManmon, granddaughter of the poet Jim McManmon

Maya was made in the image...

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Poems about Fathers and Grandfathers I

I translated the first six Native American poems for my father when he chose to enter hospice and end his...

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No rising fiery ball only thunder 
Such the wonder 
On this Mother’s Day 
Does anyone know what to say? 
Rain is starting to fall
Sending a...

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She came out of the chute with a song in her brain.
She sang it all the way home, leaving hospital, during a big rain.
How old...

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Walking on a rain-drenched street,
Right against the sidewalk berms,
Glancing down beside our feet
We spotted many slimy worms.

A few were flattened, squished and still
But some were...

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She grew up in a time when sitting
on grandma's lap was security.
Walking in a gentle night rain was purifying.

Sitting in the desk behind Johnny Garber
was...

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