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By Josephina Ferrer
Louisa was my grandma, sort of. She taught me so many things that I would only come to fully understand later. And she was a great story teller. Set back in the old neighborhood where I remember how things were before the hipsters.
By Elton Camp
The Generation Gap
Poetry | Updated Mar 31, 2014 | Reads: 31 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Gabrielle Kinnish
i'm gonna sit right here on the edge of this pier and watch the sunset disappear
and drink a beer~luke bryan drink a beer
this is for my grandmother who passed away february 26,2014. this poem was written that day. i kept hearing this song after she died.if you havent heard it then listen...
A summary of my life during my whole 20 years.
This poem is about my grandmother who was basically a mother to me. She was my heart and she passed unexpectedly. Enjoy.
Poetry | Updated Jan 7, 2014 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
I wanted to write a rhyme for my Grandmother as a gift to express the words I have no courage to say in person but I don't want to waste the opportunity in letting her know while she is stiill with us.
I don't consider this as poem myself for it is written only for the purpose of me expressing...
This is a tribute for my great-grandmother, for all her sufferings and hardships for the sake of my family. This is also for elizabethrose's poetry contest.
Poetry | Updated Dec 22, 2013 | Reads: 35 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 15
Happy Thanksgiving! Here is a short story in the spirit of the evening. To my mom, I'm thankful for you.
Well if I give it away it won't be that interesting so... I guess, just read and enjoy. It's too short to write anything about it.
BOY, GIRL, GRAN,CANARY, LONDON, 1950S
By Peace Darkangel
This is too my Meemaw, or grandmother. She died five years ago yet it seems like yesterday.
Poetry | Updated Oct 5, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
By Georgina V Solly
A teddy bear proves to be the highlight of a horrible holiday.
Short Story | Updated Sep 29, 2013 | Reads: 39 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The thoughts of an old women who has gotten alzheimers. She sits alone in her room looking at an old photo album.
By Ernest James
A story reflecting on the randomness of events and our need to string them together.
Short Story | Updated Sep 17, 2013 | Reads: 35 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a poem about my great grandmother.
She happened to love poetry as well.
Poetry | Updated Aug 20, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1