Father Granddaughter Poems

Growing up…as her family celebrated her birthday…it did not matter where…
She always noticed her grandpa seemed to be the happiest person there.

On her birthday he...

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She was a beacon, lighting up many dark nights.
There were two relationships of which I am aware.
One was an immature romance filled with toxicity.
The other...

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Date:   June  2048
The grills were set everything was 
In place. CJ informed "More
 than 350 family members 
Are expected to be here...

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A Day Late but not forgotten
By Franklin Price
08/19/2023

Nineteen months and a day ago, my Barbara left this life
She was my muse, my lover, was my...

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Date:   April  2045
 
An excellent April afternoon blooming.
Damali is now 19 years old this
Day. Damali was thinking of his future 
Stretched out...

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I am whatever where ever
I am all Directions 
All circumstances every condition
For lack of a better word 
I am the notion within the motion

Let us...

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Meadow was born out of a long line of fiddlers
Her bluegrass roots showed out without apology
We were tapping our feet after the first three notes
Songbirds...

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I write to you the words sent to me by the Father...
Although I am busy with my family I don't see it as a bother...
Rather...

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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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Someday

When I grow up, 
I want to be... like my father. 
He serves in the military, 
and helps other people 
around the world. 
He fights...

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Lawn Mowers

Grandpa bought old junk, 
and then he made it better. 
He worked all day, 
every day... 
in the hot sun. 
The man
never
complained. 

I spent...

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My Precious Granddaughter, Julia

My how time has flown and
here you are a woman that has grown, 
into a blessed and useful vessel
that the Lord, Himself...

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Joy Luv!
Joy love;
On July 14th afternoon,
 at 1:14 p.m. a special delivery was made;
An angel came down from heaven;
 God has released another one of...

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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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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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