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 Panagiota Romios |
Categories: baseball, boy, grandmother, grandson, growing up, pride,

Little Man Grown

                                         Little Man Grown

                         Thirteen years ago, he picked up a bat!

                         In love, he knew where his future was at.

                         In Major League Baseball, you get it?

                         Six-feet, tall now, he can really, hit it!

                         But this Grandma, misses her little tyke, 

                         Who rode a tricycle and flew a silver kite.

                         He’ s a player on junior varsity these days.

                         And in other states, baseball with joy, plays!

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 
His family, relatives and most of you all,
Many happy memories I carry within my
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

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 Laura Leiser |
Categories: baby, blessing, love,


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. 


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 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
A familial treasure, beyond any

(Written by Panagiota and her
grandson, Eddie)

Short Bio~*
Eddie is studying Poetry and is
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 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 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


by Panagiota Romios |
Categories: beach, husband, love, moon, wife,

Silhouettes In the Moonlight

Autumn’s now here, waves lap the shore.

Your strong, warm, bronzed hand holds mine .

Our daughter, grown, loves us forever more.

Our grandson, now a teen, for him, I do pine.

May we live for many years, with kisses galore

by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: animal, cat, god, grandson,

Easter Bunny of Florida


God sends gifts to sensitive hearts.
My grandson left his pets behind
as we travelled from familiar parts
of Georgia to Florida. God is kind.

Muffin, given the first name of Stud
by my grand’s dad. A small bunny
in the tiny yard, was the color of mud.
God’s gifts, better than money.

The cottontail posed under the palm.
My grand wanted to take Muffin home.
The rabbit was his after Easter balm.
Then away he hopped as we drove home.

Grandson returns to his bunny, Buck,
and to his feral cat, Lily, who oft’ hides
under his parents quilt, surely awestruck
at the return of their family. Love abides.

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


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 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 David De La Croes |
Categories: grandfather, 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,


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 Tina Glover |
Categories: angel

Love of My Grandson Johnson

Well oh did i know one day down 
the road there would be a wanting 
and calling for took 
14teen long years though to get 
here oh boy's was i happy to hear 
I've got a grandson named 
Johnson..he makes grandma's day 
and night better because little does 
Johnson know grandma is fighting to 
hang on because grandma disease 
can kill me but i this all the 
way..well Johnson your grandma's 
angle here to hold my hand through 
the pain sickness and hurt through 
it all little buddy...your grandma's 
knight in armor to help if i fall 
grandma will the same for you 
because my love for you goes that 
deep just remember i love you 

by:Tina Glover

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.


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

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 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 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.