Grandchildren Poem

A Gift Of Flowers From My Grandson

This is a true story about a little one who is trying to show his loving appreciation and not knowing that it may be wrong to pick flowers from a neighbor's yard in doing this loving act.

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Bouquet Of Good Intentions

Published by Family Friend Poems January 19, 2024 with permission of the Author.

When I peeked out the window,
there was my little man,
my grandson stood there
with flowers in his hand.

His eyes how they sparkled
as he grinned from ear to ear.
His thoughtfulness was so kind,
down my cheek fell a tear.

As I opened the door
and squealed with delight,
we exchanged kisses
as I hugged him so tight.

He proudly held up tulips
with their green long leaves
as the dirt-covered bulbs
waved in the breeze.

When he left with a baked cookie in his hand,
my feelings were somewhat marred.
I wondered how he got this flowery gift
and from which neighbor's yard.

ABOUT THE POET:

During my life's journey, I have been an elementary school teacher, a professional puppeteer, and a painter. Now during the past two years, I am exploring the path of poetry.

I am posting my poems on this site because it features a variety of poem choices of true quality. Being a new poet, I also appreciate the encouragement and...

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