Long Grandbaby Poems
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Hello!
Yes, I got your number from my sister.
She got it from the bulletin board at the “Stop, Shop and Save-a-lot”
I’m calling about the ad for “cleaning lady needed”
I have a couple of questions.
How many bathrooms are in the home?
I have a problem holding water. I don’t mean like, in a bucket!
I mean holding my water. When I have to go, I need a bathroom close by.
But, don’t worry, if I make wet, I’ll clean it up good, and you’d never know it.
On my last job, there were three facilities and that worked out great, except for the time
the grandbaby stuffed a tomato in the upstairs toilet and the water overflowed.
It leaked all the way down to the first floor; I felt it dripping on my head.
Boy, I cleaned that up fast, didn’t want them to blame it on me!
What’s that you say?
You didn’t post an ad to the board?
Well, could you put me through the family who did?
And hurry - I gotta go!
Thank you
Dedicated to my favorite cleaning lady, Evelyn!!!
the front yard is full of pilgrims and pumpkins
there is a jack-o-lantern discarded in nearby ditch I bet
I used to live here, I know what happens in between holidays
are they looking out the window for me?
I am disappointed no one runs out
I understand why when I open the door
a new grandbaby is planted on their knees
they are fighting over her
They look up and Mom says “take a number”
Dad lifts the baby to his shoulder, taking advantage
My parents love children
Thanksgiving is only one excuse to lure us home
I smell pumpkin, cinnamon and sage
there is nothing like a homemade meal at my mothers
candles around the table remind me of my grandmother
she did not think you could have a meal without candles
This is our first holiday without her
I look at the chair where she used to sit
who is taking her chair?
Will I be able to stand it?
Come hold the baby says my sister
The last thing I wanted to do
Larry cut off his tractor to give Donna his full attention.
She had never wanted to be in the cab with him before.
He concentrated on the feel of her warm body next to his.
It was not enough, he would never get enough.
Let’s have an early lunch, he said, giving her a slow kiss.
Her eyes popped open, and she grinned at her new husband.
Right now?
No better time, he said, taking her hand.
As they raced through the field his father grinned at them.
They are headed back to the house he reported to his wife on his cell.
Grandbaby soon she guessed?
I don’t see why not, the future grandpa replied.
wind wisps dark locks
from her brow
green eyes gaze
across
saguaro spiked slopes
over
sticks and stucco
where once was a river
and corn grew tall
her mama's native blood
her dad's rugged heart
she belongs to this land
pushed her baby
up this mountain
where two centuries ago
sentinels kept guard
now come here to see
sticks and stucco grow
and watch her generation
manage water
(Meade was full last
the year she was born)
see her nurse her dream
graduation
career launch
marriage
money
pay too much for
sticks and stucco
raise above average kids
walk them all
up this mountain
on Thanksgiving
while today
her baby's stroller
chases grandpa
down the hill
so full of giggles
tomorrow grandbaby
stands on this peak
on the brink of her
sticks and stucco
and I pray
grandpa’s here
too
They talked about their great grandbaby as if she was a movie star.
I was sick of smiling at her pictures, and I could not walk very far.
They would chase me down the sidewalk to see her latest video.
They are ninety plus, but you should see these old bats go!
I cannot see without my readers, and I do not wear them outside.
These two sisters were screaming at me today, I had nowhere to hide.
They brought out their cell phone and chased me to my shed.
I said I had not heard them and could hear laughter from old Ned.
He lives three doors away, so you know these biddies are loud.
All they have is this little one; and you can see they are mighty proud.
I got my reading glasses out and took a quick look at the queen.
She might be the prettiest baby anyone in this world has ever seen!
In the mind of a poet on days when his muse is uninspiring
In the smile of great-grandma as her wrinkled hands hold her great-grandbaby
In the thoughts of a philosopher when he ponders on the intricacies of life
In the eyes of a farmer when his soil yields good crops after days of toil
In the silent prayer of a devotee as he stands before his Lord with eyes closed
In the sweet cuddle of a pet when he sees his master after a long time
In the tears of a mom when she meets her son after several years
In the void, hitherto unfilled, in the hearts of distant soulmates
In every single bud of thought that blooms in a mute’s mind in his lifetime
If I were a fly on the wall at a DNA office,
I’d see one mama budgeting child support for two maybes,
hoping the high-earner wins the paternity sweepstakes.
A grown man doing a victory dance he practiced in the car,
while another looks stunned like the swab repossessed his last hope.
A grandma wiping tears of joy because her real grandbaby finally found her.
A whole couple discovering they’re cousins and breaking up mid-hug.
Three siblings realizing the middle one belongs to nobody in the room.
Just a fly dodging swats while families get swabbed,
watching bloodlines flip faster than reality TV plot twists.
I'm busy with my children
And sweet grandchildren too
Celebrating Benjamin
Another dream come true!
A joyful celebration
Of my grandson on his way
Anticipation of his birth
Which will be any day!
The planning of his shower
Kept me busy every hour
For the past couple of weeks
As I dream of baby cheeks
And cuddles with this new
Grandbaby dressed in blue
Now the baby shower's done
And it was so much fun
Grandma's tired but recouped
Enjoying tea and Poetry Soup
My phone is close at hand
As I'm sure you understand
Cause Grammy is on call
Ben will arrive soon without stall!