The first one is entitled "When I'm an Old Lady"
When I'm an old lady, I'll live with each kid,
And bring so much happiness...just as they did.
I want to pay back all the joy they've provided,
Returning each deed. Oh, they'll be so excited!
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids).
I'll write on the wall with red, whites and blues,
And bounce on the furniture wearing my shoes.
I'll drink from the carton and then leave it out.
I'll stuff all the toilets and, oh, how they'll shout!
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids).
When they're on the hone and just out of reach,
I'll get into things like sugar and bleach,
Oh, they'll snap their fingers and then shake their heads,
And when that is done I'll hide under the bed!
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids).
When they cook dinner and call me to eat,
I'll not eat my green beans or salad or meat.
I'll gag on my okra, spill milk on the table,
And when they get angry I'll run...if I'm able!
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids).
I'll sit close to the TV, through channels I'll click,
I'll cross both my eyes just to see if they stick.
I'll take off my socks and throw one away,
And play in the mud 'til the end of the day!
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids).
And later in bed, I'll lay back and sigh,
I'll thank God in prayer and then close my eyes.
My kids will look down with a smile slowly creeping,
And say with a groan, "She's so sweet, when she's sleeping!"
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids).
I believe the reason I love this poem so much is very obvious! I can't wait to share the love!
This next poem is for my grandchildren (especially Jacob and Benny)
Angel of Motherhood (Grandmotherhood)
by Kristen M Saccardi
The angel of all motherhood
She kisses each child good night
Wraps a child in her special wings
and holds all children tight.
She is a perfect Angel to answer to
A Mother's special prayer
Forever she is constantly
Hovering somewhere.
A treasured gift this angel is
She'll always do her part
Protect each gift that you receive
That lives inside your heart.
a gift from God He sent her here
To hold your child so close
The precious gift a child to love
a most angelic host.
The Angel's name is MomMo
She is the only Angel that shines so bright
She is an amazing angel
That will guard you through the night.
The Angel MomMo is truly wonderful
She will kiss your tears away
The angel MomMo is so beautiful
she looks pretty every day.
So say a prayer to God each night
Forever she'll be near
A guardian to every child
Each one her heart will wear.
I am Jacob, Benny's, Gage's, Gracen, Lily's and even Clyr's guardian Angel MomMo.
Then there is this lovely sentiment placed on an old church wall in Upwaltham, England:
I will not with thee riches nor
the glow of greatness, but that
wherever thou go some weary
heart shall gladden at thy smile,
or shadowed life know sunshine for awhile,
And so thy path shall be a track of light
like angels' footsteps passing through the night.
Then there is the beautiful poem:
A Grandmother's Prayer
by Barbara Burrows
Oh Lord, I do not ask for much,,
Eternal beaut, or youth, or such.
Just give me a little hand to hold,
And I'll forget that I'm growing old.
I do not ask for cloudless skies,
A life that's free from tears and sighs.
Just give me a little face to kiss,
And anxious moments will turn to bliss.
For what is there, really, that means so much
As little hands that reach and touch,
As little eyes that search and see
Only the best in fragile me?
So let me grow more loving and wise
By looking at life through their wide eyes.
For through these little ones, you have given
This grateful grandmother a glimpse of heaven.
