Hope Grandparents Poems

I love hearing stories,
stories from my grandparents.
They love to tell stories,
stories from many years ago.
Grandma tells about bread,
when black showed up they would cut if off.
Then...

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I am the dandelion girl with painted friendly face
Who challenges young world in a relay race
I am running like red towards the sun
With jokes so...

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I look in the mirror and the reflection I see, 
Is a young, aspiring woman looking back at me.

She's a primary school teacher, her students...

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I barely knew the grandma on my father’s side,
but Grandma Owens I knew fairly well.
She was my mother’s mother; she took great pride
in cooking us...

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Now I

"Now I lay me down to sleep."

We all know the prayer
that we should keep.
Grandma taught us
when we were small
so that we would remember, 
when...

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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."

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You came and faded in the rising sun like snow
But left my heart a glow
Your smile was ever golden and pure 
Like the heart of...

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The Tricky Chirp

The nester bird comes to live, 
in a nest, they did not make. 
Yet... the bird, 
feels right at home 
and not alone...

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Caring and The Job

The caretaker got out of the car. 
She went to the back, 
opened the door, 
and pulled her ward out too. 
He...

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“We have a surprise for you!” They told their grandchildren who were staying with them for a few nights.  “We guarantee you’ll be amazed…it...

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Thought Police

Be careful what you say, 
be careful who you say it to. 
It might be heard... 
by someone that does not like it!

They will...

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Ashes and Thirst

Evil comes in all shapes, and all sizes. 
We have all heard this many times... before. 
But how truly large, or small can...

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Unsettled Calm

Why am I writing this, 
when they say... 
really no one cares? 
I don't believe they are right. 
The more "they" try to prove...

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Freedom 

I can go outside. 
I can go inside. 
I can climb a mountain, 
or swim in the sea. 

Freedom. 

I am free....

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Sweet Grace

Forgiven is grace, 
on my face, 
smiling, 
that I am free. 
Jesus, 
he loves me. 

How do I know that He is real, 
because...

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