Grandmother Poem

Raised By A Special Nana

Lucky enough to grow up with a loving grandmother and she realizes it too

Featured Shared Story

No Stories yet, You can be the first!

Share your story! (0)

How Lucky I Am


Published: February 2006

Buttons from the button box
Stringing them end to end
More precious in my memories
Than the most expensive gem.

We didn't have much money
But I sure did win the prize
So much love around me
I could see it in her eyes.

From infancy through childhood
Through the difficulty of my teens
I know I'll always remember
How she helped me with my dreams.

The simple things she did for us
Seemed to never end
And still today at the age I am
I'm as lucky as was then.

No matter what life's ventures
No matter where I'll be
I know I'll always remember
How luck did shine on me.

My Nana you are special
Especially to me
God has blessed me at age fifty
With my Grandmother of ninety-three.


  • Stories 0
  • Shares 50
  • Favorited 0
  • Votes 26
  • Rating 4.12

Back to Top