Grant Poems - Poems about Grant

Father Please Grant My Children and Grands Full Coverage of Your Storm Insurance

Storms are troubles that are a part of your life.
They pass through from nowhere, in their wake is strife..
Pain and suffering may result and sometimes loss.
There is coverage left for you, at the foot of the Cross.
Nothing to put down, Someone already paid your cost.
We'll find peace & comfort where suffering took place.
A plan from

God Grant Me

God grant me the strength, to fight the good fight of faith,
God grant me the courage, to stand up to all the troubles that shall come along the way,
God grant me the wisdom, to know that you have it all under control even when I can't see my path,
God grant me the perseverance, to keep

Hugh Grant

I've fallen in love with Hugh Grant
So many times now that I can't
Recall why or when
I went off him, and then
Got back on him. I could but I shan't

© Gail Foster 30th December 2023

A Child You Granted Favor

A child you granted favor
You’ve given a new labor
To often your sight savor,
Talk about you with savor:
“Equal to men of valor!”
In your presence no pallor:
You have fridge in your parlor
And your TV best color…

Yet, it depends on favor.
Some could add or trim labor.
If it was a big favor
In the streets your First Waver
To “it’s enough.”

Grant This Civil Yankee To Doodle Till Lee Gets Blue In the Face

Grant this civil yankee to doodle till Lee gets blue in the face 

blowing 99 red balloons April 9th, 2023
will signal 158 years since Appomattox
plus what would have been ninety sixth birth 
of the late Boyce Brandon Harris,
whereby yours truly the biological byproduct
when secular parents of mine 
simply following the dictum
constituting be fruitful and multiply.

(Alternately

Grant Wood: American Gothic

stoic or mourning
in a time of depression
or keepers of secrets
with a hostile divide?

why daylit drawn curtains
made from fabric she's wearing
and 'mother-in-law's tongue'
on the porch to the side?

is the pitchfork that's upright
a symbol of darkness
that's repeated in lines
on the clothes, arch and face?

a tribute to values
in eldon, iowa
or a satire in oil
of its people and place?

God Grant Me Serenity

 
"God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, 
courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference"

                             

Staying In Front

Not the best option at the battlefield!
One need not guess what it might at last yield.
For The Lucky bullets that missed targets,
For the less so Take-Away for maggots...

You dream not of daring a real war front,
Save you can humans and animals hunt:
For those who can trains with long coaches shunt:
The severest swipes or blames take

Stop Taking Her For Grant It

We exploit her gifts, polluting, robbing.
Mother earth has a soul and we've
all heard her sobbing..
Too many species are now extinct.
We need to slow down, reassess, think..
Exxon, Shell, Chevron need new tools,
stop their reliance on our fossil fuels.
These companies must end their
greedy ambitions. They are responsible
for 71% of our global emissions..
We've known that it's coming.
Don't act

Coaxing a Frog To Grant a Wish

The child was wiser than Mother Goose they say
She understood kissing frogs was not the only way
She gave him a pat and a tiny hug, a compliment too
And he granted her a wish as only a frog can do.

The key was to listen to the voices in her brilliant head.
Be sure to woo him, and

A Beggar

We like to ask God 
To grant our wishes 
In our prayers
We yearn for more and more
Abundant wishes
Endless desires
Like a life long beggar
Greeds of man
Always make him a beggar
Overbearing of man 
Makes him a devil
Only give and take
Will make him a gentleman

A Poem

A poem can be many things
Something that match 
Like flowers blossoming
That soothe your eyes
With colours that are describing
Something that resemble
Like sunshine and stars 
That brighten up your world
With light rays that are bombastic
Something that speak
Like running water 
That voices out your heart
With sounds that are not silent
Something that run wild
Like an imagery world
That grants you

Farmers Think To Sometimes Deceive

Farmers know what they gain 
From every drop of rain 
And feel what they lose 
With heat tightening the noose.

Planters guess the – added in scores , 
When earthworm into the soil bores 
And celebrate a widening pore:
A graciously opened door!

Farmers wish the worst for pest,
When birds put them to a test 
And could murderers

Grant Me These Wishes

Make me a flower delicate and sweet, 
spewing fragrance into the blowing breeze .
Make me a violin from whose strings 
melody flows to soothe the ailing nerves .
Make me a rain cloud sailing over the breadth 
and length of the skies showering cooling droplets  
on to the thirsting mouth of the Earth.

Make me a

Rip Bob Grant

I wish that I could tell you that he's still alive but sadly, I can't.
He was a talented British actor and his name was Bob Grant.
I hate to say that on November the 8th of 2003, this gifted man died.
What made his death even more sad was that he committed suicide.
It was his third suicide

• Short Grant Poems
• Famous Grant Poems
• Best Grant Poems
• Read Grant Poems
• Long Grant Poems
• Grant Quotes