Grandson Grandmother Poems | Examples
These Grandson Grandmother poems are examples of Grandmother poems about Grandson. These are the best examples of Grandmother Grandson poems written by international poets.
I miss you both
Your guidance being my oath
It seems like yesterday
You both went yonder far
Beyond my eyes
Up in Heaven having a look down
Your words through your wisdom
Wise and true
You would say today, Grandson you are doing what we advised and that’s pursue
You would be proud
Sometimes when I get into a struggle, I feel your whispers in what I should do
I feel your friendly breezes from outside
Your warmth on the inside
Your disciple being harsh and firm
Life’s preparation I needed to learn
Hard knocks from your experiences
Grandma and Grandpa truly knew
It was life to go through and making break throughs
My tears often fall in reflection
But never forget your lesson
You taught me how too preserver
Overcoming all the fear
I see greatness in the skies
I know you both are observing in watchful eyes
Inspiration you gave me
Being my very best
Always being in my corner
Tomorrows that became
Appreciative in take aim
Remembering you both now and forever
Thank you in the natural and the spirit
Love you both
Heart to Heart
Your Grandson to cherish
Until into the atmosphere
Your Grandson
SweeterThan All the Roses
Wishing that I could roll back the years,
And stop my hot, burning tears!
Though no prayers, can turn back the clock,
As you slept in my arms, with only one sock.
No more seeing you in Wal-Mart, silly -dance!
Only in cracked, memory’s mirror, I have a chance.
For you, belong to tomorrow ‘s rainbows and sunshine,.
Grandson, for you, in gratitude, I do in tears pine!
Those baby soft days, talcum- powdered, ever divine!
-8/16/2025-
~Life’s Success Formula~
Discipline beats motivation.
Don’t stop being a sensatiom!
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Dedicated to my loving grandson,Edward!
Going to live in the mellow, Southern,USA.
To start a successful, university education!
Forever in my heart, Grandma Pangie!
Myself and another poet, attended your entire,
auspicious, graduation ceremony!!
Observing the ceremony LIVE onYouTube.
In different countries! Bless him, Lord!
Hands of wisdom
Gone on to God’s Kingdom
Guidance in understanding
Knowing and sustaining
Heaven on high
The watch from Thy
Encouragement that was broad
My heart being assured
Grandma’s years of living experience
Her impact and influence
Strength endurance
Grandma wise
Seeing I to I
Times of Discipline
Wrong to right
Youthful years sometimes resent
As an Adult, I understand
Her song her own, “Afterwhile”
I am enriched to stand and withstand
Her praying hands feature
My Grandmother was some teacher
Grandson don’t worry
I her whispers in live and enjoy
I learned well
Understanding myself and purpose
My footsteps have journeyed miles
My reflections while
The think back
Keeping track
Living my best in Grandma’s wisdom
Preparation test fulfilled
More greatness to come
The live out
Grandma’s desire
Alright everyone, quiet please!
May I tell a tale, I have the perfect story!
Well then sit....cause I'm going to....
Pull up a chair, or on the floor, that will do.
I'm elderly now as things are reckoned,
and I may just forget in the next second.
So hurry up! Find a seat. Be quiet and listen…
I'll begin when I have your full attention.
Bring me some water to wet my whistle.
I sure do get dry when I say a mouth full.
Thank you, my boy! Hey, are you my grandson?
Well, quickly, sit down since I haven't begun.
Where is the girl who made these treats?
I'll just have one while you settle your seats.
A cup of tea would not go a miss…
the bitter with sweet is hard to resist.
Now as I was saying…what was that my dear?
Let me turn up this aide so I can hear.
Tell you a story?
That's why your all sittin’ round me?
Well I'll have to think of one…now, let me see…”
You were a doxy, her grandson said in surprise
She nodded, a Parisian party girl, that ain’t no lie
Kind of a vampy tramp, said his ignoramus cousin Jim
You will get it all now, Grandma said; I leave nothing to him.
Grandmother of Faith
Morning, Noon and Night praying length
The connection direct to Heaven
Desire, Devotion and Need
A Grandmother showing Faith example
Gateway to Heaven
Praying in always giving thanks for every breathing day
Blessings being ok
Praying words
Heaven heard
A Grandmother’s voice that was lifted to the highest
Faithful servant
Armor Faith strong
Got her own grandson to pray along
Enduring and Spiritual
Accomplished pray
A Grandmother’s story of commitment
The mission and devotion
wishing for snow
Light grayness of the sky brings a needed coolness
Sprinkle of snow gives me a preview of November.
I yearn for more, loving the frostiness of December.
november gray sky
a startling frostiness
He is seventeen
Wears his hair long, in a ponytail, it does not look clean.
There are piercings in his lip and his ears.
He wears a spider tattoo on his forehead.
His mother is horrified.
His father is having a fit.
Both grandmothers laugh at them.
Loving their grandson no matter how he looks.
Jitter Click
Butterfly Click
What I learned from a Professional Gamer
present tense
finger jittering
what?? in kindergarten
I was painting
butterfly
technique
no wonder I get beat
every time
grandkids, today, skip the basics
and turn professional
in no time at all
I’m pointing, stabbing
attempting to beat
the impossible
not only
must you know what to do
but
you must be nimble
and quick
one day these kids
will meet their match
I let them have fun
before they grow up
slow down
not too fast
hee hee hee
you know whose laughing
not me
…yet
Upon first entering, there's a picture of a lion sitting, staring, and scrutinizing all who enter.
Next, your eyes are drawn to a beautiful picture of a white house backed
by trees and embroidered with a myriad of eye-catching flowers. As you
take a seat at the dinning table, a painting on the wall greets you with
power and solemnity. It's a lion's head, cheek to cheek with the head of
Christ crowned with thorns. Near the fire place, a much smaller and less
colorful picture hangs. It's a picture of my grandmother sitting in a
wheel chair with hospital tags still on her wrist. She smiles with no sign
of care as a great grandson leans over her shoulder. Next to the front door
hangs a picture of, not suggestions, but the 10 commandments.
If it were mandated that only one picture could remain, grandma's picture
wins hands down. You see, it was grandma who shielded and protected me;
who comforted and reassured me, loving me unconditionally. Yes, it's grandma.
My final answer.
Gone on to glory
Left a story
Grandson, Rain only lasts a moment
Sunshine brings the joy of what is to come
You are never alone
As you learn, life will be known
There will be days of sadness and despair
Your Heavenly Father is always near
When you kneel and pray things begin to change
It becomes a rearrange
Grandma’s experiences what gave wisdom
I am now up in the Heavenly Kingdom
You will fall, but always get up
Don’t complain
Negative things will remain
Always put Christ first
Never in reverse
Storms will come and go
You will get to know
Understanding in life will flow
Just be assured and be patient
Your blessings will radiate
Grandma knows
Your encouragement was the show
Hold on to Faith
Someday you will deliver your own show and tell
Your own wonders will turn out swell
Grandma can agree to that
Remember Grandma’s words, “Turning Point to Living”.
Prayer
How to approach
Kneel and Spoken Word
Spiritual Virtues
Wisdom Teach
Showing the way Taught
A change
Rearranged life
Praying with a purpose
Acquaint being obvious
A Grandmother’s devotion in Faithful ways
A Grandson remembering those days
Praying straight out
The guidance all about
Talk and response
Uplift lesson
Praying Minds
Alright everyone, quiet please!
May I tell a tale, I have the perfect story!
Well then sit....cause I'm going to....
Pull up a chair, or on the floor, that will do.
I'm elderly now as things are reckoned,
and I may just forget in the next second.
So hurry up! Find a seat. Be quiet and listen…
I'll begin when I have your full attention.
Bring me some water to wet my whistle.
I sure do get dry when I say a mouth full.
Thank you, my boy! Hey, are you my grandson?
Well, quickly, sit down since I haven't begun.
Where is the girl who made these treats?
I'll just have one while you settle your seats.
A cup of tea would not go a miss…
the bitter with sweet is hard to resist.
Now as I was saying…what was that my dear?
Let me turn up this aide so I can hear.
Tell you a story?
That's why your all sittin’ round me?
Well I'll have to think of one…now, let me see…”
This lady’s hair is so, so white,
creates an aura for that face.
Her age puts forth its beauty in the street.
She could be my charming mother,
my darling grand-mama,
that lovable great Aunt Lucy.
But I am old, and all are gone.
How easy it is to conjure memories of those
three ladies when someone passes me in the street.
(29 Feb 2024)