Art Grandson Poems

It’s the fourth birthday of his I’ve now attended
as my grandson turns three.
It’s in the park
and a new blue scooter with blue helmet
keep him entertained...

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We took our grandson to the Met,
His very first time there,
A special day with him alone,
A circumstance quite rare.

We rode the bus from where we...

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What's your name LeiNah what's your last name Williams who am I Papa
What's your name come here talk to me(sounds of high pitch screaming from...

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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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Flickered fingers;
Can't dial ringers;
Telephone calls;
Babies cry and crawls;

what do you do?
what do you do?
When their diapers fall?...

6/8/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2020...

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I am not saying this just because
he is my grandson but
He is the most athletic person
in the family
and he is
four

I am not saying this just...

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The photo is of Brennan, my three and a half year old grandson. He's fully focused on everything he does ~ sports, art, Pixar cars...and...

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I wanted to find God
I wanted to see the Universe
I wanted to Converse with
Self intimately
I wanted 20/20Vision
On a 40/40
Dose.

Embraced my polar opposite
Corresponding to Heaven
And Earth
An...

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Saturday Afternoon Before Jack’s 2nd Birthday

A Caravelle wall clock behind me
  ticks away muffled minutes,
Its black pointed hands 
   reaching upward and...

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With sidewalk chalk, I drew a sun
Which Henry had requested
To match the clouds and moon and stars
I'd already invested.

But, "Make a sad sun" was his...

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To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

  ...

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I'm going for an alley-oop, dunking on your head like "Shaq"
Home court advantage here on the soup, and I'm ducking and dodging your wack 
attack!
I'm...

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“Country Christmas Carol”      ---  dedicated to my family

 by  Miriam  McCue (creator of flamingo art, & poetry.so...

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Entering into deathless trance
the moon was galloping across the clouds,
clad in blue winds,
for a spiritual encounter with the sky.

A saint in making,
a grandson of god,
retreats...

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Swift on his feet
Swaying fro
The magical dance
snapping to a certain beat
A player of the art
Ballerina with a heart
Rhythm harmonic
Boogie-Woogie one step time
Every ballad that is...

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