My life is woven together like a quilt,
many beautiful colors and pieces.
Grand ma Lewis was the color,
German chocolate cake,
black and beautiful and could cook!
Her Sunday crisp golden brown chicken,
smelled so good healthy fresh chickens,
stood in line to be crucified and cooked!
Mom inherited the gift of cooking,
she could cook most anything.
Her three inch soft buttered rolls,
melted in your mouth like a,
butter-finger candy bar, so good!
Grand pa Lewis family patriarch,
fascinated by the bible,
told me stories of Moses, Job,
David and Goliath and Samson,
as a child the stories wowed me!
I wanted to imitate every one of them,
especially Samson my hero!
Grand pa, grand ma Jones spoiled us,
we lived at Schafer's bakery,
big brown glazed donuts cost a nickel.
Around the corner from grandma's,
three bedroom apartment on Garfield.
Grand ma sipping on 4 Roses whiskey
and chews her snuff nodding,
wrapped her money in her hander-chief,
watched soaps like as the world turns,
Grand pa Jones quiet, observant,
and very humble!
It's Saturday we love our grandparents
they are in heaven praying for us!
Sandie, Tonie, and Michael,
dunking glazed donuts in milk,
white milk rings on our lips,
guess what, they were having a ball!
A mouthwatering description of your grandparents. It must be fun to have them around. Two of mine died before I was born and I only saw one of the other two a few times. Thanks for telling how good it can be.
THANK YOU FOR SHARING THIS, MICHAEL. BROUGHT BACK MEMORIES OF MY 'NANNA'. WONDERFUL OLD LADY, RETIRED FROM DOING LIVING-IN HOUSE WORK. ALTHOUGH BORN AND RAISED IN THE SOUTH, SHE USED TO LIVE IN NEW YORK CITY, ON CONVENT AVENUE, ACROSS FROM THE PARK, UNTIL SHE MOVED TO LONG ISLAND IN PUBLIC HOUSING. HER REAL NAME WAS LOUISE BUT EVERYBODY CALLED HER BUTTERFLY...'CAUSE SHE WAS SUCH A STYLISH DRESSER. SHE LOVED ME AND I LOVED HER, INDEED. ENJOYED, MUCH. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS.
This poem is so heartwarming…all the special and caring things
that Grandparents love to do…and that make childhood so happy…
It’s a nice thought that they look down and still see you…
I happen to think they are still very much around…!
Grandparents are such jewels. I'm so glad that I had time growing up with all four of them like you did. I love the way you describe them and their characteristics. Especially Grandma Jones with her 4 Roses whiskey, snuff and soap operas. They would love to have read your poem in their time.
My Grandpas and Grandmas is correct for plural or more than one. Otherwise using the "'s" indicates that you are having them "possessing" something like grandma's whiskey or grandpa's Bible. MS Word spellchecker has this wrong all the time. It is so bad, that many writers think it is correct to change plural into possessive.
GLIMPSE OF AN ANGEL IS NOW AVAILABLE. A PORTION OF ALL SALES WILL GO TO HOSPICE TO THUS ENABLE THEM TO HELP OTHERS WHO ARE SOON TO PASS TO THE OTHER SIDE. NO LONGER AVAILABLE.
In "A Touch of Your Presence" are words that would inspire, encourage and strengthen one's soul when faced with challenges and difficulties and to know the awesomeness of God's power.
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that Grandparents love to do…and that make childhood so happy…
It’s a nice thought that they look down and still see you…
I happen to think they are still very much around…!
Diana…🌿
Sandie
My Grandpas and Grandmas is correct for plural or more than one. Otherwise using the "'s" indicates that you are having them "possessing" something like grandma's whiskey or grandpa's Bible. MS Word spellchecker has this wrong all the time. It is so bad, that many writers think it is correct to change plural into possessive.
Ron