Grandson Poems | Examples of Grandson Poetry

Cool grandson is unmoved by convention. Place has no value except as it connects to young imagination. My elf ladders are not missing; Spiderman and Robin need a bridge to cross the creek that runs under 'Cool's' bed. There are no buildings there to climb upon. One busy mind fixated on need ingenuity moves forward. He is now outside; I see my garden hose inside arched thru a window. One speedy...

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A long time ago when our first grandson was young - I think around the age five or six - there was a phone call we made to him to say hello and talk with him for kicks. We'd tried to make it short because of his attention span. He’s a kid who later became a not-too chatty young man! I...

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My little grandson, sweet, exuberant, and untainted by unspoken rules that say to keep a social distance, ran up to a lone gentleman seated at the restaurant we left, touched the old man’s knee, and blew a kiss ‘bye. ...

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X-Marks-the-Spot is a tickling game Which is traced upon someone’s bare back. In childhood, we played it and often it caused A goose-bump filled giggling attack. My kids got the treatment when bathtime arrived And my grandson when he was a tot, But it’s been a while since I’ve gotten the chance To engage in some X-Marks-the-Spot. Yet I came upon Henry, eleven...

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Memoir Write My life that was in plight Introduction Circumstance into intervention Surrounding birth My happenings on Earth Death knocked Overcast moment My passing storm Sudden sunrise Heaven’s surprise Blessing to emphasize Living right Sponsored God’s sight ...

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In a quiet town where shadows blend, A boy named Dustin learned to mend, Born to a mother, young and alone, With dreams in her heart, but a heavy stone. No father’s hand to guide his way, But a grandfather’s love would light the day, With wisdom deep as...

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Yellow, a sunny color - bittersweet brightness of life. Wild dandelion its flower, brilliant in grandson’s eyes. Watching the Summer spin, fragile twirling and bend. Pandemic’s Kindergartner plucks bouquet - tenders it to grandma. Isolation had its moments - streets with no cars, chasing a lemon butterfly. “Oh, it flied away.” His skateboard in pause, as our lives were, but in home’s vase, weeds quickly passed away. ...

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Praisin' Kringle, jolly Nick for last minute Christmas smashed-torn gifts. Cause pop-pop suspects dad's stuck again, inside the sooty chimney. ...

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“It’s just like this right now” (1/7/25)...

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I’m watching the icicles dripping, Reminded of ten years ago, When I held up my grandson to watch them, All the things then that I couldn’t know. How he’d soak up so much he was learning And prove to be clever and smart; How his joy in our moments together Would tattoo him right onto my heart. How he’d love to hear...

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Today my older grandson, the four year old, Asked his mom, “Who are you talking to when you’re talking to yourself?” And it made me think a few things; One, that the kid is bright and has a bright future Two, that I sure never thought such things at four Three, that it is a solid basis for a life...

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My Grandson's Toys;Christmas Memories Dear Edward: You grew from Little League to be Varsity star! Sadly, we rarely see much of one another anymore. So Grandma, finds happiness in your once beloved, boyhood toys. It's like being with you, even though you are now driving a sleek car and havingfun with other...

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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....

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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...

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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 ...

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