Sorrow Granddaughter Poems

An older woman came to the counter and gave me a quizzical look…
She smiled then said, “Excuse me…I’m looking for one particular book.”

“It’s a book...

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grandma never knew her name until she was an adult
and it was Helena (some kind of birth certificate mix up) 
she embraced her new found...

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Melting my heart with flames of heated sorrow 
As I watch her sweet tears, I tissue my eyes 
Indeed, she is not the only one...

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grandma never knew her name until she was an adult
and it was Helena (some kind of birth certificate mix up) 
she embraced her new found...

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If I could write a book
It would be the greatest story ever told
Of a kind and loving grandfather
Who had a heart as pure as gold

But...

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I look in the mirror
In the morning
I look rough
Smeared make up from yesterday
Hair all over the place
Tumbling down my shoulders
Unorganised, tangled, knotted

I study my reflection
I...

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A granddaughter is a joy
a real genuine treasure,
to make the heart sing
with unequaled pleasure.

Her smile can brighten
the gloomiest afternoon.
In her sweet presence
my heart becomes immune

to...

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Joie de Vivre*  (Shakespearean Sonnet)

We watched her birth in awe of God's sweet eye
as she burst forth through pain at time's behest.
The sun rose...

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WHERE THERE SHOULD BE THE PITTER PATTER OF LIL FEET AND BUTTERFLY KISSES THERE IS A COLD SILENCE AND BITTER TEARS,WHEN THERE SHOULD BE EARLY...

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Another rainy Memorial weekend,
there’s no promise of the sun.
I’m sorry for the folks who’d planned
a little camping fun.

But my task will go forward
with umbrella and...

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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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