Love Poems About Grandchild or Grandchild Love Poems
by Valsa George |
Categories: angel, cute love, grandmother,

Gift of 2023

A little angel is born to us, a cute dainty darling. Our first grandchild, the fruition of our dreams of a lifetime. Sent down from heaven, a blessing we will ever cherish!

by Sai Lin Lip |
Categories: africa, friend, grandchild, moon, stars, sunset,


Man loves friends
Babies have toys as friends
Children have peer groups as friends
Young men like making friends
Friends can become spouses
Entrepreneurs have ambitions and dreams 
as friends
Stars are friends of the moon
The splendid glow is the friend of sunset
The shore is the friend of the sea
We are friends of our grandchildren
Pets are man's friends
Only genuineness and sincerity of heart
Showing a true love
Only sincerity and cordiality
Is a sign of friendship

by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: love,

Love Is

Love is the cacophony of life,
the stillness of your lover’s breath in sleep,
the boa constrictor hug of a grandchild,
and the outstretched arms of Christ.


2nd place/multiple placements
Faraz Ajmal’s A four line poem on what is love poetry contest

by Faye Gibson |
Categories: grandchild, grandmother, happiness, happy,

Grandma Happy

Footsteps on stairs,
little feet pounding, running,
child faces peeking round the kitchen door,
expectancy alive, dancing in their eyes.
They know that love is always here
waiting just for them.     

Each one thinks he is favorite;
in his or her own way, it is true.
Each is the most special
not for anything they say or do,
just for being.   

We have our rituals -
breakfast French toast and bacon,
back rubs and funny faces,    
movie nights,
ice cream after church,
backyard camp outs,
lots of love, laughter.   

Happy takes me by surprise
each time I look
in my grandchild’s eyes.

© September 11, 2015
Faye Lanham Gibson

by Mike Dailey |
Categories: health, hope, inspirational, life, philosophy, recovery from..., upliftingme, love, me, cancer,

The Truth

It’s true that I have cancer
Not true that it has me
For I choose to live my life
As full as it can be
It’s true they did some cutting
To get the cancer out
But I’m still fighting cancer
And it is quite a bout
It’s true that I’ll do chemo
And chemo makes you sick
While chemo kills the cancer
That’s not what makes me tick
For me, it’s love of family
My daughter and my wife
And I’ll have a brand new grandchild
And that – to me – is life
Each moment that I’m living
My love for them grows strong
And loving equals living
That’s what keeps me going on
So it’s true that I have cancer
Not true that it has me
And like a wise man said once
The truth shall set you free.

by Seren Roberts |
Categories: for her,

The Comment Queen - Contest For Pd

She is always there with a comment
Never a negative word passes her pen
Doubt whether she has heard of the people
A comment gives them a boost , to write again

Has a habit of blogging with animation
If I knew how to do it would try
Have a few funny things I could enter
Hope she passes the info on,  I sigh

Love the fact she encourages her daughter
To help with the contests and to write
Poetry has a way of opening your soul
Words escape you didn’t know were inside

Was upset for her when her grandchild died
The pain I am sure is still within
Still she comments and blogs with enthusiasm
Glad the furrowed face has turned to a grin

by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: grandchild, love,

Unconditional Charlieku

parents release
tiresome grip
let go

kisses fly forth
in giggles
from lips

wings of angels
strung around
my neck

pearlescent glow
twinkling eyes
of grands

sweet love


Charlieku 4-3-2 Contest/Charles Messina

by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: 2nd grade, family, fun, joy, love, rain,



How I love
        to see you splash

You find puddles
        after rain such fun.

You float your
                          boat with joy.

I smile
      and I laugh
                 to see you
                           having so much fun.

You are my gift from God
                sweetest Angel child.


Premiere Contest N/A
Splash Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
Yalto Form

by Judy Ball |
Categories: holiday,

Thanksgiving Dinner

I roasted stuffed turkey, made candied yams,
Made holiday jello, baked pies, dirtied pans.

Made mashed potatoes to cover with gravy,
Glazed carrots and biscuits, I'm cooking like crazy.

My daughter came over with grandchild in tow,
Giving my holiday that much needed glow.

I love the holidays and gathering with family.
It's so good to see everyone gathering happily,

Laughing and joking and sharing good cheer.
I wish more would come celebrate with all of us here.

by Evelyn Judy Buehler |
Categories: family, fun, grandchild, joy, love, nature,

Grandson Gabble

Chit chattering so happily, in babyish first conversations,
Like treetop little birdies, sharing emerald observations,
Burbling giddily and gaily, as golden moments evanesce,
Tattling like garden beauty secrets, in the feverish press!

Jabbering enthusiastic jollity, in the success of noon sun,
Rumors of glad gibberish, as droning bees in gilt sudden,
Joyful, twittering chit-chat, at back fence of my gladness,
Gossiping with fascinated grandma, on a summer canvas.

by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: grandchild, grandmother, grandson,

Twelve and Kind-Hearted

He is twelve and kind-hearted. 
I agree to try another video game because I love him.
He keeps giving me glowing reviews.
“You are doing well, grandma!”
“You got a lot further than last time, grandma!”
Sometimes I know when my spaceship has crashed and burned.
Other times I keep pushing the kill button, thinking I am still in the game somewhere.
At one point he said, “Grandma, you can stop pushing the buttons now.”
Telling me that I had already crashed and burned.

by Al Parry |
Categories: anniversary, baby, baptism, beauty, bereavement, best friend, birthday, boyfriend, bridal shower, brother, caregiving, celebration, child, childhood, farewell, feelings, first love, children, for him, kids, freedom, friendship, funeral, girlfriend, giving, goodbye, graduation, grandchild, granddaughter, grandmother, grandparents, grandson, happiness, happy, health, heartbroken, hope, identity, inspiration, jesus,


Teenage Girls clad in the latest fashions,
Do it whenever they meet,
Grown men aren't afraid to show some passion,
When their team's comeback is complete,
They can say hello, they can say goodbye,
And anything inbetween,
If you open your arms and crack a smile,
There is nothing that a hug cannot mean.

by Robert Wilson |
Categories: family, children, grandchild, granddaughter, grandfather, grandson, love,

A Granddads Love

A Granddads love will never end, it does not yield it does not bend.
Through time of good and times of bad they can rely on Granddad.
He is always there to mend their toys to make them laugh and bring them joy.
He reads them stories and plays their games and never ever mixes up their names.
A Granddads love will never end he is not just Granddad he is their best friend.

by Edward Ebbs |
Categories: children, grandchild, heart, innocence, love,


Love our grandchildren
Their love has no conditions
They love us for us

Edward J Ebbs - March 23, 2015

by Suyash Saxena |
Categories: absence, adventure, best friend, bible, boyfriend, brother, child, childhood, community, conflict, dedication, depression, dream, eulogy, faith, farewell, fear, feelings, first love, grandchild, granddaughter, grandfather, grief, heartbroken, image, inspiration, inspirational, leaving, life, light, loneliness, lost, missing, missing you, mother, sad, sad love,

Final Adieu

Final Adieu

Let another sun set,
Let another flower wilt,
Let another autumn cast its gloom,
Let another tear role,
As ye part, and bid
The final adieu.

Suyash Saxena
St. Stephen’s college

by Anna-Marie Docherty |
Categories: baby, birth, caregiving, grandchild, i love you, parents, uplifting,

Love Given

cradled in your hug
your warmth enfolds me
just a babe in arms

by Mike Martin |
Categories: daughter, grandchild, granddaughter, grandmother, mother, mother daughter, mother son,

Mum's the Word

I heard a little secret
I'm not about to tell
Then again, on second thought
I guess I might as well

The greatest gal that ever was
I'm sure you would agree
Sons and daughters everywhere
Would feel the same as me

Is one who loves without a doubt
Or any strings attached
And when it comes to caring 
Her love cannot be matched

And so it stands to reason
That mothers are so great
And grammas even greater
Sometimes they just can't wait

by William Darnell Sr. |
Categories: angel, autumn, bereavement, blessing, confusion, creation, dedication, depression, destiny, dream, family, grandchild, granddaughter, grandfather, grandmother, grandparents, grave, grief, growth, Lullaby,

Grandparent At Last

Grandparent At Last

My granddaughters,
Aira'lee Nadean Jones,
Hope Faith Darnell 
Adelina Gracie Darnell
R.I.P. "Gracie"

Grandparents old of grandparents new, 
The unique joy that you are bringing true.

Fairy tale's told in the rosy past, 
My first granddaughters are here at last. 

Fishing trips and ice cream cones, 
Lullaby songs until we doze. 

Stories told upon cozy laps, 
Sunny walks on shaded paths. 

Butterfly kisses and big bear hugs, 
Truly grandparents is another word for love.

by Reason A. Poteet |
Categories: 11th grade, appreciation, bible, character, children, grandchild, metaphor, spiritual,

Pass the Baton

Study what God has made known;
ponder His Word, our mainstay.
Ready in your exchange zone
pass the baton, be alert and pray. 

Plan for success in life’s race; 
contend, despite handicaps    
Relay God’s love and God’s grace,
leave no room for generation gaps. 

April 1, 2022

Sponsor	Chantelle Anne Cooke
Contest Name	LIND30 Rhyme 

inspired by Rick Fleenor, professor at
University of the Cumberlands in
Williamsburg, KY

by William Darnell Sr. |
Categories: appreciation, character, confidence, dedication, dream, family, grandchild, grandfather, grandparents, grandson, growth, husband, i love you, inspirational, meaningful, memory, missing, poems, poetry, poets, relationship, surreal, tribute, wife, wisdom,



My grandsons,
Lee, Eoin, Christopher, Rowick.

A boy needs a Grandpa, 
for man-to-man talks. 

To go hand in hand, 
on companionable walks. 

To fix up his toys, 
when they no longer go. 

To tell him the things, 
little boys want to know. 

A boy needs a Grandpa, 
to show him the way. 

To handle a puppy, 
to teach him fair play. 

To impart bits of wisdom, 
he's learned through the years.

That it's no disgrace, 
for a man to shed tears. 

A boy needs a Grandpa, 
to sit on his lap. 

And if no one is looking, 
they take a wee nap. 

Each wrapped in an aura, 
of love and esteem. 

Each smiling gently, 
at some special dream.

by Sharon Gulley |
Categories: beautiful, child, grandchild, heart, love,

A Tiny Freckle

I noticed a tiny little freckle upon your 
face today and it is so perfectly neat.

It reminds me that the angels above
kissed you and left a spot so sweet.

Little child each time in my arms, Oh
how my heart does peek.
With your persuasive eyes and dimpled

Such happiness every little hug brings
like a gift of fresh flowers in spring. 

Such mystery in your curious smile
what a future I see for the both of us
mile after growing mile.

by Curtis Johnson |
Categories: family, grandchild, grandmother, love,

What My Grandma Taught Me

No. She never said to me,                                                                  
“Listen to me, and always remember this”.

Yes. I learned and believe these 11 words                                                 because of the way she loved me:

Everyone needs someone through                                                        whose eyes you can do no wrong.

07182015PSCtest, Bite Size Poem No 13,                                                Line Gauthier. 2P

by Michelle Edwards |
Categories: grandchild,


Grand babies are like gifts from above. They don't criticize you all they do is love.
Their love is genuine, so precious and rare, if we could learn love from our grand babies we would have more love to share.

Grandbabies are a true gift from god, treasure them, love them, hold on to those memories in your heart and mind, because you'll never have something so rare and so kind.

by Cordon Bittner |
Categories: assonance, daughter, devotion, grandchild, hope, love, senses,

7 Months of Touch Hunger

My grandson fingers his brain

He sings and listens to it but mainly clings
He prods and jabs it

His thoughts are drawn to where he is pointing
They desire his touch
And triumph with each poke and squeeze
But are ever needful of attention

His finger padded larvae crawl up
A new days branches
Until a butterfly of insight emerges
And alights upon an eager nidus of neurons

Hurry to wiggle the air, the hair
That cascades from his mother's head
The casing for another beautiful brain
that duly desires his grabbing and twisting

Insistent kneading for them both
To have their daily bread of love.

by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: funny, grandchild, grandfather, grandmother, grandparents, grandson, love hurts,

Lost the Remote In the Living Room

I lost the remote in the living room.
On Saturday.
My husband and I ran around looking and looking.
At first it was just the couch pillows, we were looking through.
An hour into it we had made what looks like a bon fire,
Tipping over couches, recliners, and such.
We broke a couple of tables.
Hey, wait, my husband reminded me.
Merlin was here today.
I called Merlin’s mommy, our daughter.
She said, "Oh, darn. We just found it. We thought it
was the one we lost a couple of weeks ago."

Merlin is our two year old grandson
Whom we apparently did not watch
As well as we should have the 
5 hours he was here.
He is going to have to
Leave his hoodie and
His diapers at home.