We Are A Grandmother Poems - Poems about We Are A Grandmother

I remember my grandma’s house Spending so many hours with her She always had that one special chair No one but her was allowed to use She always told stories of life in the old world And I would listen...Read the rest...

Granny, I know you love me so, But please just let me be, just let go....Read the rest...

Grandma's baked cookies her smile and her loving hugs her prized gardening skills...Read the rest...

The next time you visit your grandmother… As a thank you for all she does to help make you a little stronger…. When she goes to give you a hug goodbye… Hold on to that hug a little...Read the rest...

With the memory of her grandma’s death so fresh within her mind She stopped to ask Grandpa about her… “Will the world always be this quiet?” She asked. “Always this sad and lonely without her?” “I won’t lie to...Read the rest...

Pearl Mother gave me a string of rare pearls Passed through Maternal blood to every girl Not all at once, but one at a time When needed the most or by her design In times of confusion, heart break, or...Read the rest...

My first-born miracle, You blessed my youth And forever, my heart With your liquid brown gaze. All the men in your life Were caught in your baby grasp, Helpless to resist your sweet, Angelic smile As you changed from a tempest To an...Read the rest...

What a wonder you are! A gift from the universe, The practical one. Always so poised Even when afraid You are your mother’s child Always knowing what you want And getting what you need. Your star will never burn out. In your quest to...Read the rest...

We’re in Paris, staying with my Grandmère (Grandmother) for a few days around Mother’s day. Peter (my bf) is getting to know my Grandmère. They’ve started to relax and enjoy each other. This time, when they...Read the rest...

In you, dear Mother, my pride resides, No hate could ever in my heart abide. Nine months within your loving embrace, You nurtured me with boundless grace. You taught me to speak, to write, to stand, Guided me with a...Read the rest...

MOTHER DAY It's not easy to write a mothers day poem She has watched you ever since you were born She never makes any kind of fuss She always took care of us She was always there to listen...Read the rest...

MOTHER DAY It's not easy to write a mothers day poem She has watched you ever since you were born She never makes any kind of fuss She always took care of us She was always there to listen...Read the rest...

Nanna traces finger-rhymes around my hand: tickling poems. Pictures in my sister’s book speak poetry, and I want her book to be mine. Miss Fernside points to words beside her drawings on the easel; I love Miss Fernside. First...Read the rest...

As a child, with my Nanna, making the bed - waves of sheet crash, underneath is cool - dark, need to breathe, roll on the carpet-beach, watch the white-surge flapping, snapping, falling up and down up and down calming, resting smelling sunshine. ...Read the rest...

In my kitchen's grasp, where spices hop free, Whispers of our memories, in each recipe. Khichdi's humble grace, a bow to our roots, In grains and lentils, tradition assent. Herbal notes linger, a fragrant ballet, a scenic design. As...Read the rest...