My Grandkids
This poem is to celebrate the joy and fulfilment my grandkids bring to my life.
Maybe some day they will read it.
When I look back in hindsight
at my choices and the strife.
My grandkids give a second chance
to enjoy the good in life.
Differences between a grandad and a dad
This is the major one.
Daddies are for discipline.
Grandads are for fun.
Back To Mum
That’s the joy of grandkids.
When you begin to crack.
You know that all you have to do,
is just give them back!
When your energy is sapping
and your starting to succumb.
The only thing you have to do.
Is give them back to mum.
When they start to wind you up
and you know there’s more to come.
All you have to do is say,
“I’ll take you home to mum.”
If this tactic doesn’t work
and they are really being bad.
You hit them with your trump card.
“I’ll take you home to Dad.”
Lynseys boys at halloween
My Grandkids
The oldest one is Ryan.
He’s sensitive and kind.
But if he disagrees with you,
he’s not slow to speak his mind.
The next one down is Daniel.
He just says what’s in his head.
When his great gran said she was 89.
He said “you should be dead!”
Andrews kids
Then we come to Finlay.
Such a funny little boy.
He is always hyper active
like a crazy wind-up toy.
And finally, there’s Eilidh.
I don’t know where to start.
She is only 12 weeks old
and melts away my heart.
More To Come
Just to keep me on my toes,
and make me feel alive.
My daughter has just told me,
I’m getting grandkid number five.
I’ll add on to this poem
and keep you in the mix.
You never know the last verse
Might be grandkid number six.
Comments
Charlie Halliday (author) from Scotland on October 07, 2019:
Ann and Lorna. Thank you for your comments.
Ann Carr from SW England on October 07, 2019:
Absolutely delightful! I know exactly what you mean. My number six grandchild was one year old last week; he's delightful, as are the others, and yes, he melts my heart.
And you've just lifted mine.
Ann
Lorna Lamon on October 07, 2019:
This really brought a smile to my face and touched my heart. All your Grandkids look absolutely adorable and what joy they all give you. I remember my Gran pulling out her hair when she had to take care of seven of us, so be prepared. Beautiful poem.
