Best Great Grandmother Poems

My great-grandmother is sitting
outside in the winter sun,
with a double-felted deel, 
snow white hair, 
and a hat,
just taking it in.

I play at her feet, and I
make a racket, 
running fast about,
I raise dust in front of Great Mother,
whom even the birds ignore.

The quiet fire in...

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My Great Grandmother

Trinidad Pacheco

I Miss you

but I know that your happy

You were always kind and giving

you never missed are Birthday's

I will see you again oneday

In Heaven.

R.IP Great Grandmother...

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Sara
Kind, compassionate, gentle, loving
Great grandmother of Karter
Who feels great love for Karter
Great gran who feels care and concern 
Great gran who fears the future of earth 
Who would like to see peace and economic stability for whole world
Residence of USA  


Several have asked about...

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I kissed an angel's cheek today and watched her as she flew away.
I couldn't hold back the tears I cried, as I said my last goodbyes.
For never again would I be able to see that beautiful angel open her eyes and 
breathe.

Now she's up at...

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Lois stepped out of the cover of 1922
Go away! She told me. I am having a smoke.
Her confidence permeated the room.
She had her feet on the couch.
With her shoes on.
I was enthralled.
Delighted.
Wanted
to be her.

My mother had never told me about this woman.
Lois was my great-grandmother,...

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Great Grandmother Barb
By Franklin Price
02/16/2022

Family meant everything
To you, when you were here.
There came another yesterday
You're a Great Grandmother, dear

All is fine with mom and baby
They are doing as they should
I pray you're seeing them from heaven
Both of them are doing good

Wish you could be here...

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She slipped into the house silently, but stealthily.
We had no idea she was there 
Until we became knowing instant answers.
We are all three in college, studying to be nurses.
Words that were incredibly unrecognizable suddenly appeared 
In our vocabularies, and we knew things we should not...

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Holding first grandchild,
I can see us in her face.
Great-grandmother's joy....

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Ma,
Leaping off the crown of a candle,
A hot bead without hold or handle,
Blobbed as us all on the bee-smell body of a star.

Air,
Shushing from the womb of her shell room,
The leant lung's slow snore looping her loom,
Muddled with the booze which bruised her peaceful as...

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I am so blessed to have great-grandchildren.
Four generations now upon our tree;
three girls- age four, one and a half, nine weeks.
How fortunate to have them now to see.

But, something I did not expect to feel;
my mind now dwelling on my last days when-
if even blessed...

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The 80’s and 90’s she rocked 
Flawless piece of tender hope that always settled in her strong heart 
Trees she climbed, folk tales she told and the heart she won, 
Is the treasure she hinged onto us, 
Pretty, courageous with a golden heart lustrous soul...

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The sun rose gently, soft and warm,
But the house feels quiet, missing her charm.
Eid mornings filled with light and grace,
Now hold echoes of her smiling face.

She'd sit by the door, hands soft and old,
A shawl wrapped tight against the cold.
Her eyes would shine with joy...

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