1. Growing Up With Grandma
I don't know when it happened.
I don't know when she came,
But she's the one I always knew.
Grandma was her name.
A grandmother's job never ends. Many grandmothers in our society step in to raise children when their mother is unavailable. Even in the best of situations, having a grandmother to help with child raising and to provide a softer touch is often a welcome intrusion. The other side of the issue is that grandmothers have to realize when it is time to step back and keep their mouths shut. If there is a healthy father and mother, they are the ones with the final say in how to raise their children.
I don't know when it happened.
I don't know when she came,
But she's the one I always knew.
Grandma was her name.
This a was beautifully written piece. It "touched me" as the question asked. It also made me think about what my Grandma has been doing for me. This is encouraging, good work.
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Nana, you are special.
Your love knows no bounds.
A room takes special warmth whenever you're around.
You think I'm cute and talented and maybe even wise,
Thanks for this poem it is really nice. My Nana's birthday is tomorrow and I wanted a poem for her and I'm glad I chose this site. Thanks again. Also to the writer thank you for writing a...
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If Grandma had a meaning
I'll tell you what it'd be
if you were close to yours
like mine was close to me
My Grandmother has been one of the most important people in my life and such a great influence to me always, and she passed away about a month ago. I still can't stop mourning the loss. But...
There once was a woman
Who grew old with time.
She bore her life story
In the curve of her spine.
Oh Patricia, another lovely poem. I find all your poetry so relatable - it speaks to my heart. Please keep writing. Very best wishes, Ann
Are there guardian angels?
I believe so
For God gave me a beautiful lady
to help watch me grow
I love my grandmother. My mother left me within six months after I was born and my father died in an accident. My mother never looked back. My grandmother was the one who raised me up till...
Grandma, I wonder
where you keep your wings.
Are they hung in your closet
I have such a weakness for grandmas. It has to be because of my grandmother. She was the single most influential person in my life. She was my very own angel and I thank God for allowing her...
Grandma,
A baby cradled in your arms...
Teaching me your gentle charms.
Growing up with you by my side...
Thank you for this lovely poem. I lost my grandma last September to cancer in four places. I didn't even want to start to think about life without her here. I know it will be hard, but I have...
Grandma, I was thinking of you today and a smile tickled my face.
Remembering all the things you taught me, like always to say grace.
I remember sitting in your lap while you read the Bible out loud,
To hear me sing a gospel song made you so proud.
I'm sorry for your loss. I lost my nana a couple months ago. She meant everything to me, still does. I came here looking for inspiration for my next poem for class. Thank you for writing...
O Grandma, O Grandma, don't ever give up hope.
All you family and friends are learning to cope.
Please stay strong and never stop praying.
You will get better soon; that's what everyone is saying.
Beautiful poem. I love it. One of my favorite poems on this website.
G for the Glamour of her wrinkled, old face.
R for the way my mind she used to Refresh.
A for her Anger, which knew no bounds.
N is how she Nurtured us without a sound.
I was thinking of love, and you came to mind.
I have many memories I would like to rewind.
Do you remember those days I would lie in your lap
My dad grew up hungry and on a dirt floor. He had to work when he was twelve. He sold ice cream cones to people at the train station. My mother had four siblings and a father who left and...
There are moments in life when you miss someone
So much, you just want to pluck them from
Your dreams and hug them for real.
The way it smells when she cooks.
When you're bad, the way she looks.
How she would do anything to help a friend.
The way she'll stick by you until the end.
Today is my mamaw's birthday and I called to read it to her and she started crying saying it was the most beautiful thing she has ever heard.
My grandma was special in every way,
She made me smile every day.
And she was always there for me,
Especially in my time of need.
This is the most painful day for me. When my grandma left me I was so lonely. December 25 is the day she died. My grandma was my best friend. She always supported me. Whatever I learned today...
How lucky am I
To have you by my side
Your love shines through
In all that you do
Strong, beautiful black woman, so peaceful and serene,
You deserve to live in Paradise and shown the finer things.
Life has dealt you plenty of cards, some winning, others bad,
And tides have brought in waves of memories: both happy and sad.
I hope you don't mind that I shared this poem with a Great Grandmother in our church, she has custody of her two great grandchildren, one of them is 8 and the other is just born 3 months...
Who would try to give me all the world
As far as she could see?
Who always has two open arms
This poem reminds me of my only grandchild, Faith. She is my son's daughter and was born when he was only 20 and I was 42 so I was not quite ready to be called "Grandma" yet but I loved...
The funny beautiful lady
That means so much to me
May be gone from the land of the living
But with me she will always be
This is a beautiful poem, about grandma, well now as mothers day is near, I just think of my granny ( nanny as we used to call her ) , my what a lovely, caring, mother / granny she was,...
She picks me up from a fall.
She yells at me when I color on the wall.
She tells me about God and encourages me to pray.
She holds me close and tells me everything's okay.
Her words
are like a golden thread that binds our family.
Her wisdom,
like an art that shares so generously.