Grandmother and greatgrandparent poems

[sunshine]

Grandmother

What could be more precious
than Grandma's special love?
She always seems to know the things
That we are fondest of.
She's always ready with a smile
Or a loving word of praise,
Her laughter always brightens up
The cloudiest of days...
She has an understanding heart
that encourages and cheers.
The love she gives so freely
Grows deeper with the years.
Her wisdom and devotion
are blessings from above-
Nothing could be more precious
than Grandma's special love.
- unknown


A Grandmother

She rocks another baby...
hums an age old lullaby
She hopes no one is watching
as with thanks, she starts to cry

Remembering the time
when the babies were her own
And her mother told her gently
too soon they would be grown

Lots of bedtime stories,
skinned knees, and tears to dry
Teddy bears, toy trucks and dolls
and kites up in the sky

First days of school,
the proms, the wedding days
Sand castles and snowball fights
and teaching them to pray

Now, as she holds her grandchild
and gives thanks unto the Lord
She knows to be a Grandma
is motherhood's reward!
- unknown

Great-Grandparents

What we would give if we could find
gooey fingerprints on the blinds;
Broken toys that need repairs;
muddy boots left on the stairs;

Crayon marks upon the wall,
Paper and toys strewn down the hall;
A bathtub full of floating toys,
A cry, a laugh, a childish noise.

Those days shall come again, and soon,
Lovely racket to fill every room...
Trinkets and knic knacs to put away,
For we became GREAT-GRANDPARENTS today !!!
- unknown

... or

Our great-grandkids we do so treasure,
Blessings of wee ones are beyond measure.
We'll cuddle and cherish them as they grow and such ...
We love being Great-Grandparents so very much!

[dolphin]

Those are such nice poems and they really do remind me of my grandparents.

Thank you for posting these.

[Katybird]

Thanks Denise.