Love Poems About Grandson or Grandson Love Poems
by janetta harrington |
Categories: lost love, love, sympathy,

Peircing Silence, Screaming Thoughts...

Here in my room,
I lay in my bed,
With every thought of you,
Intruding my head,
Like snapshots in my brain,
Of the last thing you said,

My gut is violated,
And I twitch with rage,
I cannot free myself,
From this anxiety ridden cage,
And in this chapter of our life,
It seems I can't turn the page,

This torture is much worse,
Since you have been away,
I am so scared,
That away is where you'll stay,
And no matter how hard I try,
I will have to lay here in my room,
Alone one more day.




By Mac Holmes. Janettas grandson. 
Written sitting in my room alone still waiting...

by Line Gauthier |
Categories: death, grandfather, grandson, love, sick,

SOMETIMES LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH



He loved his grandpa with all his heart
All the hugs in the world
Could not heal him
How we dreaded the time when
Memories would be all that’s left



Submitted on September 8, 2019 for contest SOMETIMES LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH sponsored by SILENT ONE  -  RANKED 3RD

by Shubham Singh |
Categories: emotions,

For My Loving Grandfather

I know a man whose kindness touches the
hearts of many,
And he would often be the first to lend you
his last penny,
Yes his heart is pure gold from out of love,
Right from the hands of the almighty who sits
high above,
There are times I drive him crazy
with all my “do this” and “want to's”
He loves and cares for all those people that he 
knows,
His family, relatives and most of you all,
Many happy memories I carry within my
heart,
Vowed never to forget and never to be apart,
As a grandson I would look up to this man with
great awe,
For you see he is my friend and he is my
Grandpa.


by L'nass Shango |
Categories: caregiving, childhood, lovelove, , Lullaby,

A Lullaby for a grandson

Tender, tender, touch him now
Surrender, surrender sleepless brow
Sleep is a palace, love is a feast
Come weary darling I sing release
Tenderly drift, drift, drift away
Love is forever, life's but a play

Tender, tender, rock her now
Surrender, surrender sleepless brow
Time is so fleet, and love is strong
Come weary darling rest my song
Tenderly drift, drift, drift away
Love is forever, life's but a play

Tender, tender, O my heart yearns
Surrender, surrender the boatman churns
Carry him (her), Carry him away
Angels come watch him, watch here I pray
Tenderly drift, drift, drift away
Love is forever, dream where you lay.

by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: animal, grandson,

ITS ALL ABOUT CATS

IT’S ALL ABOUT CATS Cats with claws stalk, sitting at the table. Cats purr and walk — ready and able. “Meow...more milk please,” jumping on each chair. With wry smiles they tease. With grand eyes they stare. 1/30/2018 Contest: A Funny Poem For A Seven Year Old *My two grandsons love cats. Especially the oldest, who I think would become one, if it were possible!

by Laura Leiser |
Categories: baby, blessing, love,

Zephyr

My arms are filled with pure contentment 
my heart is knit to this precious bundle of love
my fingers slowly caress his fair, soft cheeks 
my eyes look deeply into his innocent blue eyes. 

From the moment I beheld him, I was smitten 
he is still yet a tiny bud upon the flower of life
I pray I will see this little one bloom to maturity 
to see him thrive within the loving soil of his family. 

His essence, his sweetness, resonates within my soul
God has truly gifted me with a beautiful grandson 
I am beyond blessed and will pray each and every day
that little Zephyr will come to know God in every way. 






12/13/2021

by James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories: adventure, anxiety, caregiving, engagement, funny love, grandmother, grandson,

AFFECTED ART BABY SITTER-

Flickered fingers; Can't dial ringers; Telephone calls; Babies cry and crawls; what do you do? what do you do? When their diapers fall?...
6/8/20 written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2020

by Panagiota Romios |
Categories: 7th grade, creation, grandmother, grandson, poetry,

GRANDSON-GRANDMA COLLABORATION



My Love for Dogs

Dogs cute and fluffy!
Of all shapes and sizes, 
some look so puffy.

Some dogs' hair is scruffy.
Comb them, please and make
them sightly!

Grandma and I wrote this poem
together.
A familial treasure, beyond any
measure!

(Written by Panagiota and her
grandson, Eddie)



Short Bio~*
Eddie is studying Poetry and is
thirteen.
He loves a 'Midsummer's Night's
Dream' and was when only ten
when he saw it!
Performed outdoors at....
Lake Tahoe, California.

Love, Panagiota and Eddie

October 2, 2019

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 Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: grandson, memory, moon,

MIRACLE OF A MOON ROCK

miracle of a moon rock
in a glass case
somewhere on earth

ordinary in 2019
as my grandson shrugs

i marvel as i wait
in 1969
at the age of eight
for Armstrong’s footfall
on Tranquility Base

before that time
since creation
the man in the moon
just smiled

and the cow laughed
and the moon was rumored
to be made of cheese

mankind took a bite out if it
and now only glass
stands between me and the moon
if i could only touch it

nowadays we love
our grands
to the moon and back
and we target Mars

7/22/2019

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 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,

Hugs

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 Cona Adams |
Categories: appreciation, god, granddaughter, grandson, love,

Grandchildren

A granddaughter is a joy
a real genuine treasure,
to make the heart sing
with unequaled pleasure.

Her smile can brighten
the gloomiest afternoon.
In her sweet presence
my heart becomes immune

to trouble or sorrow,
defeat or decline.
In her, so clearly,
we see God's design.    

A grandson fills the gap
and completes God's plan.
In his face, I catch 
a  glimpse of the man.

His smile brings sunshine,
love defines his embrace.
My load becomes lighter,
worry's gone without a trace.

He will always hold
a large chunk of my heart.
No force can alter our
bond, it's off the chart.

by David De la Croes |
Categories: grandfather, grandson,

Grandson

You are the newest thread in the tapestry of my life - once neatly-patterned, but now criss-crossed and sig-zagged with the vibrant strands of your sister. You, too, will be interwoven into the fabric of my life and be interlaced through its brightness and hues and be intricately entwined and securely knotted with one golden thread - Love.

by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: grandson,

Love

When you're away son My thoughts are for you're safety And then you come home~messy There's stinky laundry Dirty dishes everywhere But my love grows every day Then back on the road I listen to the news cast You don't call and I worry And soon you come home Stinky laundry, smelly socks Tobacco spilled but love gives
Cody came home for the weekend. He will leave out again today. He will pick up a trainee so I won't hear from him very often.. He won't be back until Christmas..

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 Fariq Yusoff |
Categories: absence, death,

Love Always, Your Grandson

His limbs misplaced.
His presence weak.
His actions laced.
His sweat reeks.

Inevitably trapped.
Careless existence.
Leaking, dabbed.
Inherent resistance.

Awaiting….
Cessation…
Inviting….
Expiration….

Delayed Exit.
Troubling loves.
Features placid.
Destination above.

His inside crumble.
Just within reach.
His outside humbled.
Welcoming immortal sleep.

Dear Grandpa,
I bid you farewell.
You’ve been strong, I saw!
Its been intolerable, I can tell.
You have been missed in our hearts.
Still learning the lessons you teach.
Our love will hold and never part.
Your spirit always near, always within reach.

17th April 2015

by Zakhe Michael Mcunu |
Categories: emotions, feelings, girl, grandson, happy, heart, hello,

don't be afraid

DON’T BE AFRAID
I live to please you, 
I live to see the best in you
You and I are the best match
Havens have open mountains
Heavy rains ought to end us
But don’t be afraid

I have created tents to keep you safe
The safest place for you is in my heart
Where only my thoughts and blood play
My blood oozes with oxygen and love
Don’t be afraid this love is forever

I have devoted all my love to you
The clouds have surrendered its beauty for us
This is all for you
So don’t be afraid

This is the love that children will fantasizes 
This is the love that you wished for
Your wishes have come true

by Chelsey LaPage |
Categories: baby, birth, cute love, grandson, love,

A growing love

Our family is a big one but it seems to grow more each day, 
But there is plenty of room for your son and lots of love I'd say. 

Now i know it can be scary to be a first time mom, 
But we are all here to help you when you feel you can't be strong.  

We will be there for his firsts and seconds too you see, 
Because little baby Braxtyn will be spoiled as can be. 

by Gary Wayne Hill |
Categories: children, kids, funny, grandson, , cute,

Typically Luke Poem 4 - FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL

It’s Luke's first day at school today I wonder how he’s getting on I hope he is behaving himself I hope the crayons haven’t all gone Because Luke is partial to crayons He seems to just love wax He sees a pack of crayons As some exotic snacks I wonder if he will make a friend I hope he’s not a bully No, Luke is far too nice for that So I guess I shouldn’t worry He looked really cute in his uniform Smart jumper, trousers and sandals But he will be home for tea real soon So I'm off to hide the candles.

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,

Grandpa

Grandpa

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 jill spagnola |
Categories: celebration, family, future, grandson, joy, visionary, universe,

As I See You

As I See you

Tristan
Healthy, swaddled, safe & alert
Brother of humanity
Fan of family, humility & tenacity
Who feels loved, curious & thrives
Whose fears will be healthy & logical
Who would love to spread peace, love & harmony
Resident of the City of Love, Milky Way Galaxy, a Universe
Spagnola





9/16/16

An auto-bio of my
first, future Grandson
Tristan Joseph Spagnola

Love infinity + infinity :)
Nana-Jill

by Joyce Johnson |
Categories: rainbow,

Rainbow's End

At the end of my rainbow, I'll find them there,
All the dear ones whom in my life had a share,

First in line, I am sure, my dad and mother.
Close behind come each and every brother.

My sister too and my husband and son,
My sweet granddaughter and great grandson.

I haven't seen some for many years,
If I were not so happy, I would be in tears.

I am the last of my generation, 
Which is the loneliest sensation.

Love waits for me at Rainbow's end
Where I'll look for every relative and friend.

01/18/16
 


by ilene bauer |
Categories: granddaughter, grandson, , cute,

Eye of the Beholder

The world is filled with babies
And the parents who adore ‘em,
Though unrelated bystanders
Most often will ignore ‘em.
 
For many aren’t near as cute
As relatives believe.
The filter that’s tied up with love
Is easy to deceive.
 
Some infants wear the faces
They’ll parade in when they’re old
And others, even dressed to kill,
Are homely to behold.
 
Since I became a nana
It’s just natural to compare.
I assure you, though, my grandkids
Outshine everyone out there!

by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: grandmother, grandson,

BLANKET COMFORT

BLANKET COMFORT

so tenderly, he takes the blanket
covered with red dots and grandma love
tucked all around his eight year old frame

my tooth pain in remission while i sleep
he places the soft and tender blanket
over my legs, sharing the warmth

Kim Rodrigues © 2017