Growing Up With Grandma
I don't know when it happened.
I don't know when she came,
But she's the one I always knew.
Grandma was her name.
Saying thank you can be a difficult thing to do. Doing so means admitting that you are in another's debt. I am admitting that another individual did something for me. I am not all powerful, I need the help of others to survive. The reality is that the human race is interdependent. We cannot live life alone. We are constantly relying on each other for all kinds of resources, both physical and emotional. When I say thank you I am acknowledging that I have received something from another human being.
I don't know when it happened.
I don't know when she came,
But she's the one I always knew.
Grandma was her name.
This a was beautifully written piece. It "touched me" as the question asked. It also made me think about what my Grandma has been doing for me. This is encouraging, good work.
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Thank you...
For standing by me through thick and thin,
For not giving up on me when I didn't win,
For your patience when I kept pushing you away,
This poem is a well-deserved tribute to all mothers of the world. I am 72. I lost my mother in 1999. One has to go. She lived her life well. I do not have any regrets. This poem reminded me...
I sit here and daydream of
my future and how it seems
I can picture my wedding day
my daddy walking me down the aisle...
Hello everybody I just decided to google my name today and I completely forgot that my poem was on this site. My name is Jazmyn M Winder and I am the writer of this poem I was 16 years old...
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I wasn't raised in a mansion
Or fed with a silver spoon
I wasn't brought up to think money is everything
Because only fools believe that's true
I am going to read this at my fathers 80th birthday party. We also did not have much growing up but the love of our parents made us all strong.
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I will never take for granted
how greatly I've been blessed;
For when it comes to parents,
Mom and Dad, you are the best!
Even as a teenager I truly appreciated my parents, and now that they have both passed, I am thankful I told them over and over how much I loved them. I watched them love and be "stand-in"...
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I don't know when it started,
Or how it all began,
But God created families,
As only our Lord can.
This poem reminds me of my mom's side of the family and my dad's side. We love each other and we're glad that God put us together.
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I was watching you sleep the other day
And prayed that it would last
The peace that rested on your face
I'd never seen in the past
Your words about mother brought tears to me. Three years ago, my mother passed away. She was 92+ at that time but very happy personality. Being the youngest child, I have seen her just...
Without you, Mom where would I be?
Through hard times you were there for me.
A heavenly look always in your eyes.
And with your love you strengthened seven children's lives....
This poem means so much to me because its so true. Mom was my world. It has been so hard on me. She worked so hard to be a good mom to us. She cared so much about us. She was there when we...
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Family is the strong tie
That holds you to the ground
When it seems that you have lost
All that you had found.
Thank you this poem, saved my life. I hope it can do the same for more people.
Your life on this earth has been a blessing to so many a soul
My dear wife I hope that is something that you already know
I know what your life here has meant to me...
To my wife - thank you for allowing me to have a wife. May we grow old together.