Christian Grandparents Poems

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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Longing

Little mermaid on the rock, 
Wishing and wondering, 
What it would be like, 
just to walk?

Little girl in a chair, 
riding around on wheels of...

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Potatoes

At dinner the other night, 
mom fixed our favorite. 
She baked them, 
broiled them, 
cut them up,
 and fried them nice. 

She told us,
this was...

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Dark -thirty

I don't know what time it is. 
I know work ended, 
at least the place I get paid, 
to do the things they need...

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The Red Letters

They stand out in the bible, 
because they are the very word of God.
Pay attention. 
Don’t miss anything more.
You may need to know...

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Still Daylight
In the Dark

The days are gathering…
dust, 
and so am I. 
Not intentionally, 
but metaphorically. 

I longed to have more time. 
I dreamed I could...

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Ashes

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust…
How many times have we heard this?
on TV, in a play, in a movie… 
Have you ever read it in...

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Truth Matters

Deplorable. 
That is what I am. 
That is okay with me. 
I work hard, 
Have a family. 
I support my wife, 
and my own...

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Angels in Blue
Saints in Green

The hospital is a cold and sterile place. 
It is not meant to be…
warm or nice. 
It is meant to be...

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Pineapple Delight

Today is the first day, 
The rest will all just follow, 
and sometimes get in the way. 
There will be good times, 
bad times,...

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Filial Child 

Halfway to heaven, 
so thrilled to be saved.
My life, 
changed forever.
Filled with your spirit,
wrestles to serve. 

On fire…
in the night,
running through the streets,...

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Have You

Ever wondered how it happens?
How the last person stays, 
How they make sure, everyone else gets out?

Ever wonder why?
Is that important? 
As long as...

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The Passing of Fear
A mark on the door…

It is so quiet here, 
I believe that I can hear a snake, 
meandering across the dirt road,...

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Storm Front

My voice is quiet. 
I have little to say. 
I am listening instead…

I can hear birds. 
Not a couple, but many.
They are all around....

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Locked In

The walls all around, 
are not what is doing me under. 
It is not the lack of air, 
food or needed sustenance…
It is not...

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