Grandmas Poems - Poems about Grandmas

I have my grandma’s hands Polka dotted, wrinkled, silly looking Skin barely covering the blue veins There is a snake-like scaly look to them Plethora of wrinkles and bumps With a jolt I realize she died at sixty-two I thought she was old Brings me to a shocking perspective As I am seventy-two...

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wait until you meet the creepster my grandpa said grandma came around the corner that was the end of this conversation what did he say to you? nothing, I replied it seemed like a secret I spent six days on the farm before the creepster approached me I could not tell by the voice if he was a he or a she remember...

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Grandma’s button box and first aid kit were both mainstays in the kitchen. We knew she had everything to help us if we were hurting or itch'n. If we tore up our pants, got poison ivy or ripped a button off our coat, She could have us fixed up in seconds, and then milk a cow or a...

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make a string of hearts as lovely as you can put them under your pillow tell the sand man she did as she was told her grandma would not lie but she never did land the perfect dating guy...

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Not the bee box! Grandma would say We heard it each time we went to stay She had something in there precious for sure. We knew to open it would feel impure. Our parents would caution, “Don’t go near that box.” I thought it held a monster with sharp teeth of a fox. When grandma passed in twenty-twenty We had lots to...

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Grandma mouse was thrilled to at last have Jackie stay over. She gave him sugar plum sandwiches and cheese cut like clover. Jackie loved every minute – his grandma was out of sight Until she read Grimms faerie tales, which scared him all that night....

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grandma’s kitten was outrageously large The guy at the pet store had said “no charge” They had to get rid of it by end of day Grandma loved that she did not have to pay The kitten ate bags of kibbles by the dozen And chewed off the leg of a slow-moving cousin. He’s teething grandma rapidly explained to us. We could...

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she is a bundled up cat I have to give you that! all snug and warm Cozy, without any harm grandma’s given her a scarf with a bit of blue bundled cat is wearing her eyeglasses too aren’t those glasses prescription? I ask Granny Inez. Yes, but no one will give my cat an eye test she says. I roll my eyes and...

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Grandma’s face on a paper mache’ dog What could be better? Nothing she thought. Her overfed dog looks a bit like a stuffed hog. We could not believe what the sculpture brought. Behind grandma’s back we laughed our petootsies off. In front of her face tears ran, as we tried not to cough. It was the craziest thing I had ever...

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grandma’s life had been difficult her saving grace was the path to the beach I took it in her honor today my soul felt revived and I recognized its therapy...

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Remember Grandma’s Love She is in heaven now, a better place. She is in no more pain at the hands of God’s grace. We know her love will always be with us Even though she is now with the Lord Jesus. Remember her smile as she touched all our hearts With the love and...

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I wish to once again see a rainbow sun. My great-grandmother said this often. I only saw one, she told us, just one. But it spoke to my heart, it made me feel terrific She was young when she began this talk. None of us thought it was delirium or dementia. She spoke of the rainbow sun during every visit. We finally...

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Though still as loving, still as kind and gentle, still as beautiful as they were in days of yore… today’s grandmas are a different breed than the grandmas who came before. Although they still share some similarities…the love they freely give…that twinkle in their eye… the ways we use to think of grandmas…those old cliches… to modern grandma’s don’t...

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make a string of hearts as lovely as you can put them under your pillow tell the sand man she did as she was told her grandma would not lie but she never did land the perfect dating guy...

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Not the bee box! Grandma would say We heard it each time we went to stay She had something in there precious for sure. We knew to open it would feel impure. Our parents would caution, “Don’t go near that box.” I thought it held a monster with sharp teeth of a fox. When grandma passed in twenty-twenty We had lots to...

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