Best Granddaughter Poems

The deck of an ancient ship. At the right of the stage is the mast, with a large square sail hiding a great deal of the sky and sea on that side. The tiller is at the left of the stage; it is a long oar coming through an opening in the bulwark.
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Only teaching on Tuesdays, book-worming
in pajamas fresh from the washer each morning,
I hog a whole house on Boston's
"hardly passionate Marlborough Street,"
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Never love a simple lad,
Guard against a wise,
Shun a timid youth and sad,
Hide from haunted eyes.
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My dream was to be a Jane Austen - or a Virginia Woolfe, whose 'stream of consciousness' touched the world,
or Kadambari - the muse who inspired the Bard in Bengali Literature.

a few fearless women -
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The light monsoon rain
sings a lullaby so sweet
Tasha falls into a slumber
and smiles in her dreams.
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Romeo and Juliet
Loved each other much
But for their family's sake,
Kept out of touch.
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A sequel to my poem 'A Lullaby For Tasha'

My little granddaughter, Tasha
now a big girl, nine months old.
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To My Granddaughter...

I’ve traveled paths you’ve yet to walk
Learned lessons old and new
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I feel sad as sadness could be
Cause I'm afraid that one day;
I may not be able to say;
To my grandchildren, why animals deserted our planet
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flesh of her flesh
bone of her bone
what one does
so does the other
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A man with overwhelming generosity,
Ahead, standing tall, above all mediocrity,
Affectionate, kind, full of curiosity,
Altruistic, liberal, full of philanthropy,
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I have been waiting for
this day since the moment
my daughter announced
she's on the family way.
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Dark clouds on the horizon
As the family assembled
In their ancestral home to
Visit their octogenarian Mother
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Imagination is my granddaughter,
She loves me always better.

She does often cry,
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Daily at the crack of dawn
He would sit in his armchair
Sipping a cup of
Cloyingly sweet tea
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Slowly wanting to die
It always makes me cry
Me just wishing to die
My entire life makes me cry: '(
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Happy birthday to everyone who was born on this day,
Live and let others live that's what I can say,
A happy and prosperous life I pray,
My beloved granddaughter was born today,
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The light that spills through the crack in the door
Illumines only her face
And my grandmother smiles
If only all of life was this easy
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I saw
my mother today
under a mystical
Coloured rainbow
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A Dramatic Poem

The deck of an ancient ship. At the right of the stage is the mast,
with a large square sail hiding a great deal of the sky and sea
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City was disturbed with ethnic violence
air was humid and it carried smell of blood
weather was hot shouting and warning,
"Stay at home, don't go outside."
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A Mother's Day Poem for You
By Cayce Taylor Poulsen

Mothers do not like it
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In an old age home, a tale of a young girl unfolds,
her eyes filled with tears and her heartache untold.
Her parents kept it clandestine and held their lips tight,
Until the school took the students to the old age home site.
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Revive your Inner Child
To detoxify Your Heart
As long as greed and
Hatred dwell inside you,
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Anayah and I yesterday
Took to the park's way.
Her new tricycle she rode,
A bit nervous she showed,
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Your bright brown eyes like silk with the sheen of your emotions
That dance with the pulse of life
Dance in heart-beat motions.
You will be eleven years of age on Sunday
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Vaasu
(1)
Vaasu was my classmate in the primary school. He did not go beyond the primary classes and when I reached the secondary school, he was not with me. But, it is not about our schooldays that I am speaking about.
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I remember
I saw Caylin
while I was walking on the Milky Way,
but Caylin was not walking,
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Anayah is our granddaughter
She would carry seven dolls with her
Wherever she goes
The dolls remain close
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I still sing (that's what I think)
‘Omanathingal….' and Tasha,
my granddaughter
one year old, sleeps.
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'In which one gets good fat,
If one does not get vain'
Dante
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Your enemies can do it, your friends
can do it to you. Your driver,doctor
neighbour, neighbourhood shopkeeper
your uncle, your priest, your teacher
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I am not with you,
you are not with me,
I can't look at you,
and you cannot see,
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If You Live to Get Old

Dedicated to my Father, of
Blessed Memory!
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Shamefaced

Oh, brilliant, another day of misunderstanding –
just what I need to calm shattered nerves,
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Her instrument fluttered like the humming bird
a harp humming strumming true
kneaded the Carolina gloaming.
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I live my life squeezed between The Weakest Link,
Father Ted, spiced by the Thin Blue Line and Top
Gear every Wednesday Night, and yawning till
my eyes water in my office every day, what a terrible
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At ten I caught fireflies
in the Chicago night
cupping them in my hands
giving them to you
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All the roses have bloomed
by the muddy road
The sun hid his face
And kept crying in sorrow
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I wrote this blessing to read at my Granddaughter Rachel's Wedding. I read it just as we sat down for the Wedding Breakfast.

We stand before God to bless David and Rachel on their Wedding Day
May God - by whose will creation had its being
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Notes about Scotland in the far past….

Scotland was a Kingdom in the early historic years
and since 9600 BC it was inhabited by people,
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One day,
On my way,
I went to meet my granddaughter
and spend the day with her.
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My granddaughter Tasha
To make her sleep
I usually sing (so I believe)
my favourite lullaby.
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As soon as I left the airport
My nose started to give warning.
Then, after lunch at Crab Catcher
I couldn't stop my nose from running.
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Many days of waiting were over.
Few thousand miles away, we departed to visit our granddaughter.
Now, Annville faced unusual cold mid-December.
Temperature dropped to twenty two and it snowed last night.
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I know a little girl who is too innocent
In love and trust she is so much ignorant
That she thinks I can do anything for her,
Things that cannot be done by his father
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Curfew was imposed in many parts of it
The city was shaking with the naked violence
Ugly satanic politicians with their all ill intentions
Had sent their activists to spread disturbance!
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A little girl I saw
among the adults
in the marketplace
belonging to the tribe
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For the first time in ages we used the time
we had to ourselves, I enjoyed lying in your
lap, a lovely massage, you claimed if you were
an Eskimo in a frozen land your people would
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I am old now - more in than out
but I still have eye for the birds
the feathered type of course!
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A precious little child
Fashioned by God's own hand,
Sweetness that goes unequaled
by the handiwork of man.
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I glance down and smile
My little girl looks at me
In my best dress and shoes
Red lipstick on her grinning face
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Introductory poem, by Bri:


Here's yet another sharing showcase of poems; they come from MyPoemList.
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She was stranded on the green belt,
between two busy roads,
carrying the consequence of love,
in the busy morning hours,
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So it were you!
who touched my heart,
when I was in a helpless infancy!
Thanks to a mother,
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Is home the name of a shining floor,
if so women are the tiles that make it shining.
Is home the name of the protecting walls,
if so mothers, sisters, daughters and grandmothers,
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I welcome your hate,
And accept my fate,
But I love you,
And I shall love you,
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Dreading with stress, knowing that the day is here
I should share in your excitement without any fear
You are going so far… fulfilling your dream to travel
On the drive to the city airport I’ll try not to unravel
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I am from my purple and green stripped towel
from bounty and the long broom in the kitchen
I am from the dark scary attic, a coffee scented kitchen
From the rose bush hidden near my porch
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One hundred fifty years for Madoff
are surely an untimely trade-off
for billions that he ripped off traders,
abetted by his trading aiders
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For My Great Granddaughter


Today old Dodgy Dave,
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I don’t like Christmas
may seem an odd statement
especially for me.
Someone who tries to write
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She was so bloomin' young!
And blooming truly is the word.
I smelled the innocence at once,
while focusing my longing eyes
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They lowered the babe into my lap;
Careful with her ties and snaps,
Her naked legs, startled, churning;
My eyes welled up, my throat was burnng.
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The girl at the counter,
in her early twenties,
a smiling face,
the dreaming eyes,
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Twenty three years passed,
since it hugged me for the first time!
It was the Henna ceremony of my daughter.
So smooth, silky and cool was its touch
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It looks at me and I look at it
we are exchanging smiles.
It's not merely a mirror
showing me what I am now.
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You were born as revival of my wonderful days,
Secured in my arms just a few months old,
I remember all, your smiles on your naughty acts,
You were a diamond precious than silver and gold,
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Her complexion is already fair and she doesn't need any mustard paste,
Her palm is already pink and she doesn't need the myrtle colors,
Her simplicity is itself a charm so what if she will not be made a bride,
Still there will be tears in my eyes when the flower leaves behind odors,
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Not in hurry, in short steps, one after another,
She said hello at every step to the changing weather,
Crossed the plains, crossed oceans, rivers and fountains
She crossed the deserts and crossed the mountains,
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I wanted to leave Islamabad and go back to Karachi,
my grandson was insisting me to stay here till his birthday,
I suggested a balloting on the issue.
I wrote on a piece of paper,
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Oh God where are you?
I am here,
standing on the gates of my house,
I have to lodge a complaint against my grandfather,
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Let me look for it on the graves
of those who loved me more than themselves,
let me look for it in the curves and curls
of my loving beloved who shared my days
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Oh dear very cute little angelic baby,
You are swinging in womb of light,
Light is your mom, you are lovely,
You are swinging in sky for wisdom.
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In this world
Each and every person admires someone or the other
And the person whom they admire they can see them, can hear them
And they know that they are always there for them
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Come on, hurry up, and let us walk to the moon,
I know his language and I can talk to the moon,
Moon has promised to come on the earth,
Tonight you'll see my art and my worth,
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1. As an infant I didn’t know anyone,
other than My mother.
2. As a child I didn’t know anyone,
other than my sister.
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! . As an infant I didn’t know anyone,
other than My mother.
2. As a child I didn’t know anyone,
other than my sister.
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They worked in the same office,
Helped each other in day to day works,
They liked each other,
But never expressed their feelings to the other,
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What surprises you my dear granddaughter?
Is it a desert, a forest or the green meadows?
Remains of snowfall or music of the fall of water?
You see something wonderful through the windows!
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Kidding of a kid with lies on the lips,
Laming lispers and sweetness of slips!
Beauty pours down as innocent lies,
The ecstatic earth then writes to skies,
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When I am in a dire need of smiling
I need someone to whom I may gift
attractive colors and sweet perfumes.
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She crawled into her grandma's lap and once there…sharing the same space…
she brushed her tiny fingers across the wrinkles on her grandma's face.

"Why do people grow old, Grandma? " She asked.
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Music is for me - I told the BBC
The greatest pleasure of my life.
It provides for me - fondest memory,
Of the places I've been, of things I have seen,
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'All roads lead to where we are going.'
The simplicity of innocence is forever flowing.
My granddaughter’s naiveté was showing.
In retrospect, I think that she was all knowing.
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When loneliness feels depressed
A pocket radio sings from far street
A distant song hits romantic
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Sparkling eyes - Smiling faces - Shiney hair
Excited parents - mulled wine and mince pies.
St Gabriel's Junior School Christmas Concert
A 'Baptism of Fire' for Hannah Coward
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'He that doth lend, lose his friend'

I owe this day to my mother,
the granddaughter of the AmaTolo clan
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The history of this chair goes back
A hundred years and more
But I’m so proud that it is mine
For it’s a family heirloom I truly adore.
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There is someone special I would like to share.
She is my amazing granddaughter; she is quite rare.

She finds good when there is very little to prospect.
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My grandson and my granddaughter,
quarrelsome!
Always passing indecent remarks on each other,
I am now fed-up of their uncalled fights.
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Born as a slave in a British colony,
the old man selecting a color for his new dress,
on the independence day,
the 14th of August,2019,
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This week, three grand daughters came to visit us
They had Christmas vacation from their school.
They chatted and laughed, night and day
Special joy filled heir hearts and happiness shined on their faces.
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To my Granddaughter Santanna Nia Stallings


What a precious pearl!
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My wife agrees to babysit overnight
our new granddaughter—Zoe Miranda.
“They need some time alone, ” she says,
and I think aloud “And so do we.”
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There was an old lady
She went up in a balloon,
She went to have a dance
With the man from the moon,
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I have a granddaughter named April Rose,
She was the first one born, with the cutest little nose.

Her beauty should be painted and placed in a frame,
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A granddaughter’s smile incites advantage
as she readies her nest for the nighttime story
she prepares each slice of magnetic universe
she tends to bottle warming and gifts;
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Today marks the start of my Mom’s stay.
She would have been ninety-six on this day.
There are many things that she has missed.
She can not observe the long continuing list.
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Every -body is somebody
Don't dare forget it
God has a piece for you
Make yourself fit it You may have to grow some
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