Short Grandchildren Poems
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I’ve brought my flesh to sell
Where are you, butcher?
pick as much as you like
but leave skeletons for me
grandchildren will use them
wild eyed pancakes
invented by grandma
two kernels of corn for eyes
delighting her grandchildren
sometimes a mistake makes the best memory
debt ceiling
raised
seniors,
their children
and grandchildren
joyfully
jumped--
touched ceilings
in homes
*Septolet contest
Grandmas love enshrined
forever in hearts heaven
and all grandchildren
Copyright 2008
Anne Rutherford
Poems From The Heart
Series
Our children and grandchildren are guaranteed
not to live their lives in a free society
unless We The People do something very quickly presently.
with one last look at her children and grandchildren she went to her parents
Jack Horne, 8th September, for Constance’s Write it in one line contest
I whisper
To my grandchildren;
“you are my favorite”
“don’t tell the others”.
They chuckle
knowing it is true.
John G. Lawless
©8/25/2022
what are they, grandma?
I laugh
My grandchildren are serious?
I dig out my old phonograph player.
They are amazed.
Thinking it is a robot.
And I am a genius!
It’s great to see family on Christmas Day
To watch the grandchildren so joyful and gay
But next day I put my feet up and I say
Boy, am I glad that they didn’t stay
Greasy grimy gritty grievances
grabbed grandma’s gleamingly glitzy glasses
Giving griping grousing grandchildren gruesome
glimpses of Grandma’s gleaming glitzy glasses.
I am grateful for my friends and family
my children, my grandchildren,
My great-granddaughter…and my wife…
just a few of the many reasons I enjoy
every moment of my life
smells of lilac and roses
taste of cinnamon and lemon
love for my grandchildren
feeling velvet, silk, and scratchy lace
my best friend laughing like a donkey
proof of life
Don’t hook up with a ‘girl’ from a chat room
Might have five children and even grandchildren…
Wearing long beard and smoke-filled pajamas
Cussing like sailor and farting like donkey.
I wish to find that lost sock
To not say that “stupid thing”
For butterflies and grandchildren
A peace filled sunrise
I wish wishes came true
John G. Lawless
©12/12/2021
Grandma is wearing a sweatshirt featuring Darth Vader.
It says, “This is my Dark Side.”
I did not know grandma had a dark side, one of her grandchildren said.
Grandpa burst out laughing.
Here in this dead zone.
No cell phone reception
no WiFi,
grandchildren refuse
to come over.
Who knew when I bought
this house all those years ago,
It was in the ideal location.
If I am ever taken hostage
I hope it’s by my grandchildren
They will take me to a park,
And make me swing and slide,
I will crazy laugh
And chase them down
Play and play
The best
Day
memories of love
and family loyalty
mama’s legacy
honoring her by
passing that devotion on
to her descendants
mama’s legacy
reflected in the faces
of great grandchildren
4/26/11
Monday I am born
Tuesday I learn to walk
Wednesday I become man
Thursday I am married
Friday I become a father
Saturday I see my grandchildren
Sunday I go to meet my maker, the Creator…
Monday I am born
Tuesday I learn to walk
Wednesday I will become a man
Thursday I am married
Friday I’ll become a father
Saturday I see my grandchildren
Sunday I meet my maker
Repeat...
Mothers Day
As we gather to honor our mothers
grandchildren, sisters, and brothers
we share a last name
so it seems a shame
that none of us looks like the others
John G. Lawless
©5/4/2021
May we be blessed
to enjoy every moment we can with our children
and our grandchildren
enjoy every moment….before…
We turn around one day and realize…
they are not children or grandchildren any more.
Since the day of their birth…and the time they learned to walk…
As I’ve watched my children and grandchildren grow each day
I’m grateful I’ve been able to enjoy
every step
they’ve taken along the way.
Oh what joy my grandchildren deploy.
Hugs, giggles and kisses,
They are my untold riches.
Curious questions and sweet confections,
Grandma, what is that bird in the tree?
Do you have more candy for me?
Pictures from the past,
must be treasured, stored, and kept to last.
For each tells a story about from whence we came,
so that our children, and grandchildren,
know what it means to bear their name.
Tango.