Grandma Poems - Poems about Grandma

...lean against the trunk of the oak and study the prettiness of this valley. Since I was a child I always wanted to be a grandma and live in the country. I never wanted to cook or bake, so I don’t. I sit here, loving the sound of crickets.......Read More

... Please say thank you~don't be rude Ever sit and watch people feud Over the hills and valleys t......Read More

...Starlet had to purchase those keen fun, artistic boots They remind her of so many great things The times she and grandma were in cahoots Dancing and jiving with zippy zips and zings Her grandma’s estate settled in the middle of l......Read More

...beings and spiritual things the waitress said. She caught my eye and laughed. I noticed she had pretty blue eyes. My grandma is Irish, she says there are little people up there. You mean like elves, faeries and such? The truckers were o......Read More

...claims apportioned Seemed really much of what I can chew Dad, you must be so lonely in heaven I wish you knew my grandma while on earth She might have been a wonderful leaven But you never meet cum eon's rebirth The burdens of d......Read More

... Yesterday I took a walk in a nearby forest, <......Read More

...ought it was a fun challenge. I chose to write it about the very last moment before death because I watched my maternal grandma take her final breath while in hospice care. ......Read More

... Honey is so sweet, sweet~kind words you say~tweet. Vinegar so strong~bitt......Read More

...you ride like the wind. You feel invincible, unstoppable, wild and free. Your mother is yelling for you to slow down Grandma is hollering for you to take the next block. Two months later you are putting your hand out for the car keys.......Read More

...er to love no one than to ever fall in love with the wrong one. We are there walking on a beach, Together like my grandma and I used to walk all those days ago when I was a little child. As the sun hits her hair, I think how blessed ......Read More

... On the train that I rode today, into town I was on my way. You never kn......Read More

... Growing up I played with many dolls, ......Read More

...e was gone gone. Deceased. She had overdosed. My only family member on drugs. There was lots of wailing and crying. Grandma was inconsolable. Much blaming. Her mom’s fault. Her dad’s fault. No one said it was her fault. She was a sain......Read More

...Ink to God Happy Birthday Grandma We knew each other without knowing Great Kingdom Unbelievable Beauty You know The promenade on foot Good ......Read More

... A room ~ walls filled with books They can't read ~ just for looks D......Read More