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Poem Details | by
Dennis Davis |
Categories:
culture, funny, granddaughter, grandfather, humorous, political, presidents day,
I was eating breakfast yesterday with my 12 year old granddaughter and I asked her “What day is tomorrow?” Without skipping a beat she said, “Its Presidents Day!” She is so smart, so I asked her “What does Presidents Day mean?” I was waiting for something about Obama, Bush or even Clinton. She replied “Presidents Day is when the President steps out of the White House and if he sees his shadow we have another year of bull ****.” You know it hurts like hell when hot coffee spurts out of your nose.
Poem Details | by
David De La Croes |
Categories:
family, giggle, granddaughter, grandfather,
I wish I could look at a flower through your eyes
and discover why you are so fascinated by it.
I wonder why your eyes glisten
when you look at the stars,
and why you smile at the moon.
I wish I could find out what triggers you
to jump and skip, or giggle with glee
and I strain my ears to hear the silent melody
which causes you to break out in song.
I wish I could embrace someone so firmly
as you do when you jump up to greet me.
I wish I were like you when I was a child.
Poem Details | by
Ray Dillard |
Categories:
grandfather, humorous,
My perfect Granddaughter,
She did what she outta,
And asked before going to play.
But we didn't know,
The babe needed to go,
So, she did it outside that day.
Her Mom, full of laughter,
Was quick to chase after,
And told her that she shouldn't do it.
The babe said,"It's OK!"
"Whenever I play,
I'll be sure not to run through it!"
Poem Details | by
Cona Adams |
Categories:
childhood, children, granddaughter, home, humor,
(Learning prudence at a young age.)
Granddaughter is back
for another weekend visit.
She's a voracious talker.
"Mom and Kenny,"
she says. "argue about
who gets to do the dishes.
Mom says, I will do them.
Then Kenny says, No,
It's my turn."
"That will soon be resolved,”
I say. “Your mom will decide
Kenny gets the job."
"I said that in my mind,”
she quips.
“But not out loud.”
Poem Details | by
Elizabeth Ann Bushey |
Categories:
childhood, family, funny, life,
Petite, dainty,
charming and sweet.
Hair the shade,
of Autumns golden wheat.
Her favorite color,
"Green" is what she'd say.
"Green as grass"
on a summers day.
Maybe a hairdresser,
she loves cutting bangs and curls.
Two other siblings how lucky,
both girls.
"But oh, mommy,
can't you see"
"How much more beautiful, they are,
because of me"
Mommy says,
"What am I to do"
"No matter what,
I still love you"
Poem Details | by
Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
feelings, grandchild, granddaughter, grandmother, grandparents, humorous, kid,
One time after an especially fun Grandma Cousin Camp Week
Where Grandpa was in hiding for 7 days, and 8 grandchildren and I did whatever
we please,
There was a bit of pouting
That it had to come to an end.
My oldest granddaughter, whom I will refer to as EM,
the wisest of the wise, because she is 4 years older
and terribly smart said,
"You know how you guys like to have a friend over?"
There was lots of nodding and yesing because we all love Em.
"Well, Grandma is having a friend over," she explained.
"It's GRANDMA!"
They all got in the car
and waved good-bye,
Fully understanding
now.
Poem Details | by
Mike Dailey |
Categories:
humorous,
My Irish Granddaughter
Me pancakes be green this morning
Me bread at me lunch be too
Me beer may be green this evening
But that’s where the green is through
For me granddaughter nay be with me
The lass is so far away
Though green be the color I’m wearing
Tis blue I be feeling today
Poem Details | by
Jeff Kyser |
Categories:
courage, fun, giggle, granddaughter,
A balance bike is really neat;
instead of pedals, use your feet,
a comfy, slightly lower seat,
for freedom that just can’t be beat.
My Greta girl is only three,
but she can push along with me.
She giggles, and she laughs with glee
out riding with her Big Daddy.
At first, she lacks a certain skill,
and does not quite yet have the will,
or is afraid that she will spill;
she keeps her feet down on the hill.
But soon, she’s lifting those feet high,
off with a gleam in her blue eye.
As I will surely testify,
my Greta girl can proper fly!
Poem Details | by
Sandra Haight |
Categories:
funny, granddaughter, thanksgiving day,
'Round table we sat that fine day
With turkey all carved on a tray.
She grabbed that drumstick
She wanted to lick!
Our nine-month grandbaby- HOORAY!
November 19, 2022
~3rd Place~
Contest: A Fun Holiday Limerick
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Judged: 11/24/2022
(True Memory- Photo Above!)
Poem Details | by
Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
granddaughter, grandmother, humor,
I want a baby Grinch doll Melody said.
Her grandmother had no idea it was so ugly.
She went online and tried to find a better looking one.
She qualified it “does it have a green face?”
Melody nodded. “and striped pajamas.”
Grandma was shocked because it was so hideous.
Then she watched the new Grinch movie.
She ended up buying two.
Poem Details | by
Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
grandchild, granddaughter, grandfather, grandmother, grandparents, grandson, humor,
they swarm into our home like bees
seeking daisies, lilies, roses, and such
we throw sugary treats at them
allow them to commandeer the TVs
and the computers
Their parents roll their eyes
For we were never this way with “them”
We did not have to be
We were not their grandparents
The grandchildren want to live with us
They want to move in
They think we are better than their parents
Because we can spoil them completely for a few hours
Some want to spend the night
We have to say “not this time”
Because when they leave
we are exhausted and have to take a long nap
because our energy is completely gone
which is why God gives babies to young people