Snow Grandson Poems

It was 30 years ago…one year after Grandma died…after we said goodbye…when our son wanted to plant a tree by her grave…at that time the...

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This morning’s snowfall dusting
Was a school-day-off surprise
And so exciting watching through
My grandkids’ eager eyes.

So shortly after breakfast
When I went to feed the birds,
 “I’m coming...

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Poems about Fathers and Grandfathers IV



Neglect
by Michael R. Burch

What good are your tears?
They will not spare the dying their anguish.
What good is your concern
to a...

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Poems about Fathers and Grandfathers I

I translated the first six Native American poems for my father when he chose to enter hospice and end his...

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Poems about Children


The Desk
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

There is a child I used to know
who sat, perhaps, at this same desk
where you sit now, and...

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Family Poems

Mother's Smile
by Michael R. Burch

There never was a fonder smile
than mother's smile, no softer touch
than mother's touch. So sleep awhile
and know she loves you...

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Do you ever have that divine dream 
of jumping rope again?

And sometimes you fell,
running to Mommy, to make
it well with a bandaid and
her oh so,...

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The first grade students, two by two,
Marched in to our applause, 
Their dressed-up outfits, top hats, too,
Gave all a smiling pause.

They danced the twist and...

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Raised up by earlier than early spring					
the daffodils thrust their honking horns				
at the promise of this newness, earned again 				
by slumbering through last year’s losses.			
Zach...

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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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The time for that change has come to the fore,
When we put away stuff to make room for more.
Ornaments that all year had held sway,
Are...

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“HOSPITAL HUMP” 
(a tall tale – or not?)

The wind and the cold on the hill
they stood still
as two shadows arrived
near the peak
above what was known
as...

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Snowflakes arrive upon the scene

Showing off in grand fashion

Doing somersaults as they approach the ground

My eyes begin to sing!

Coating my city like icing on my...

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         "Pink  Pink  Pink"



Cathy and I were fair feathered friends
two femme fatales with similar blends
lying...

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He was ten years old this year
Although he's not around,
He didn't get to play,
Or to hear a single sound.

He didn't know of laughter
And he never...

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