Grandad and Hannah
Oh how he loves Hannah
It surely does show
From the top of her head
To her tee-niney toes.
She'll sit on his lap
And won't she be glad
When he asks who she loves
She can say 'You Grandad! '
Then Hannah leans over and gives Burb a kiss
But makes sure it's something that Grandad won't miss
It's part of the game
To taunt and to tease him
But deep in her heart
She knows it to please him
Then Grandad looks wounded
'Don't waste kisses! ' he'll shout
'Save 'em all up for me! ', then he puffs up and pouts
But she giggles and gives him a sweet sideways glance
Revealing the love that makes his heart dance
And we round the table can just watch with wonder
'Cause their love is stronger than lightning or thunder
Written by Sara Fielder © 1996
NOTE: This poem was written about my father in law and his niece Hannah when she was 2 years old.
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Hard Hearted Hannah
In old Savannah
I said Savannah
The weather there is nice and warm
The climate's of a southern brand
But here's what I don't understand
They've got a gal there
A pretty gal there
Who's colder than an artic storm
Got a heart just like a stone
Even nice men leave her alone
They call her "hard hearted Hannah"
The vamp of Savannah
The meanest gal in town
Leather is tough, but Hannah's heart is tougher
She's a gal who loves to see men suffer
To tease them and thrill 'em
To torture and kill 'em
Is her delight they say
I saw her at the seashore with a great big pan
There was Hannah pourin' water on a drownin' man
She's hard hearted Hannah
The vamp of Savannah, G-A
The call her "hard hearted Hannah"
The vamp of Savannah
The meanest gal in town
Talk of your cold, refridgerating mamas
Brotha she's a polar bear's pajamas
To tease them and thrill 'em
To torture and kill 'em
Is her delight they say
An evening spent with Hannah sitting on your knees
Is like travelin' through Alaska in your BVDs
She's hard hearted Hannah
The vamp of Savannah, G-A
Can you imagine a woman as cold as Hannah?
She's got the right name "the vamp of Savannah"
Anytime a woman can take a great big pan
Start pourin' water on a drownin' man
She's hard hearted Hannah
The vamp of Savannah, G-A
Spoken: Ooh! She's sweet as sour milk.
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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An angel came one afternoon
An Angel came one afternoon.
A visit hedid pay.
That Angel took my grandad.
And tore my hart away.
So loving and loved.
He was.
I miss him so very much.
My best friend.
I truly loved my Grandad.
Honestly I did.
More than words can ever say.
Lord why did that Angel come.
And take him away?
The answers I will not know.
For it was Your chosen way.
I know my Grandad is in heaven.
Safe in your arms I pray.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Valentines Day
Once a year a day comes
On the calendar of time
That marks just one of many
I would hope to make you mine
For most it conjures visions
That begin only in part
Of Cupid slinging arrows
Through his intended victims heart
It's candy, cards, and flowers
That are touched by morning dew
And other sweet surprises
Full of love they might renew
It's pink champagne and candlelight
And gazing at the moon
A kiss with all the passion
That would cause a girl to swoon
It's all these things and many more
And what they're meant to be
But none nearly important as
The words that you love me
And in return I promise you
Through good times and in strife
I'll give you all my heart can give
My love, my soul, my life
Written by Sara Fielder © 1998
NOTE: This poem was written for my husband many years ago.
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Old Age Doesn't Come Alone... Not At 53
Where does it come from old age
I took my family grandchildren included
To the beach today only to find out
That people who are unfit are excluded
Not to say I didn't try to reach the beach
'Come on Grandad! ' shouted my boys
But grandad was too ill for the beach to reach
So sat on an old wooden bench and viewed from afar
The shenannigans of my daughter playing in the surf
Made me so envious to be young again.
But I'm only fifty three with a heart of ninety
So thus it must remain until the hospital sort my problems
Without good odds I have been informed
My passing may be sooner rather than later
But I'd rather a day of running on the beach and my heart burst
Than to have to hear my grandchildren shout once again
'Come on grandad last one there is a rotten egg! '
poem by Craig Anderson
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Hippie Grandad
Nutty banana milkshakes
The smell of Lilac and Gardinia
Clean air
Clean man
Hippie Grandad
Green grass, fresh fruit
Long strands of curly hair
Crazy cool
Crazy man
My Hippie Grandad
Tie dye shirts, Ripped jeans
Not scared of getting older
Young spirit
Tender man
Loving Grandad
Organic life, outspoken soul
Rusty bike, dirty Keds
Open mind
Wise man
Was my Hippie Grandad...
poem by Annamaria Jara
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Hannah Hold On
I never asked to be sorry
If its over its over for sure
I don't regret that I didn't want to
Remember what all this was for
So this is all we can do
What news is in store
How come starting over
Would be frowned on anymore
Hannah hold on
Hannah hold on
Its all been said
Its all been done
I never witnessed bitter like this
I think I've been shot in cold blood
You won't admit it and I won't be around
Just so I hear the applause
This isn't all we can do
When in doubt should move on
No need to sort it all out
By the time you read this I'll be gone
Hannah hold on
Hannah hold on
Its all been said
Its all been done
Hang on
You only disappoint the ones who don't believe
Hannah hold on
I never asked to be sorry
If its over its over for sure
song performed by by Get Up Kids from On A Wire
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He left today
My grandad left me to day.
The angels took him home.
Its said god picks the best.
I guess thats true.
My grandad went home to day.
He left to soon.
Now I have an ocean of tears.
He floats on a cloud.
He shines with the stars.
And he sings with the angels.
He shines in my darkest hour.
I feel his spirt near.
Its like hes always near.
I miss him, his warmth and his love.
Most of all I miss his way of being.
I miss his bight smile more.
I always feel him near.
I swear I his voice in the wind.
I feel his presence around as dawn turns to dusk.
Its like he never really went away.
Although he may not be on earth.
He will always be in my heart.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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The Voice
Hey you
talking to me with your forked tongue
Go ahead
Keep telling me your lies
I can spot deception a mile away
You don't fool me
Just when I think you're gone for good
you show up again
putting me into a state of confusion and chaos
by saying what you think I want to hear
A constant tease that makes me
feel like a tangled mass of nerves
First you say you love me,
I turn around, and then you hate me
never seeming to make up your mind
Why do you do this to me?
Two faced bastard
I can't take this anymore
I won't listen
Get out of my head or you're dead
Written by Sara Fielder © 2012
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Sing For The Day (Toyko 2000)
Tommy Shaw)
Hannah you're with me in spirit wherever I go
To the ends of the earth and all points between high and low
Each night by the stage you appear as you are
The ever intangible child
Ageless and timeless as Dorian Grey
Oh Hannah I know that it's you and you're leading me on
Hannah you're my inspiration my fountain of youth
And as your surrogate leader I'm bound in your searach for the truth
And yes how the truth rushes out
When it's become honestly clear
I see your anxious and curious eyes
But Hannah I need you as much as you think you need me
come to your window tonight and we'll fly to your dreams
And we'll
CHORUS
Sing for the day sing for the moment
Sing for the time of your life
Come for an hour stay for a moment
Stay for the rest of your life
Hannah don't fail me I need you like never before
Father time's at my back on my heels
Behind every door (and he says)
Son when the youth has but gone from your face
Will she give you up for one younger than you
Oh Hannah please tell me the things that he says are untrue
Hannah I'm honestly hoping you'll always be there
CHORUS
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song performed by by Styx
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Sing For The Day
Written by tommy shaw
Lead vocals by tommy shaw
Hannah youre with me in spirit wherever I go
To the ends of the earth and all points between high and low
Each night by the stage you appear as you are
The ever intangible child
Ageless and timeless as dorian grey
Oh hannah I know that its you and youre leading me on
Hannah youre my inspiration my fountain of youth
And as your surrogate leader Im bound in your searach for the truth
And yes how the truth rushes out
When its become honestly clear
I see your anxious and curious eyes
But hannah I need you as much as you think you need me
Come to your window tonight and well fly to your dreams
And well
Sing for the day sing for the moment
Sing for the time of your life
Come for an hour stay for a moment
Stay for the rest of your life
Hannah dont fail me I need you like never before
Father times at my back on my heels
Behind every door (and he says)
Son when the youth has but gone from your face
Will she let you grow older with grace?
Or will she give you up for one younger than you?
Oh hannah please tell me the things that he says are untrue
Hannah Im honestly hoping youll always be there
Sing for the day sing for the moment
Sing for the time of your life
Come for an hour stay for a moment
Stay for the rest of your life
song performed by by Styx
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Hannah
Hannah,
I remember your wild, hazel eyes
Iridescently ignited all those
Sweltering summer nights.
I saw happiness in you
And you saw happiness in ev'rything.
Hannah,
I remember your wind tattered hair
As it blew back and forth
In the breeze, swiftly swaying
By the rhythm of the swing set
In my back yard where we'd play.
Hannah,
I remember your small, slender frame
And the mousy laugh that would emanate from it.
I remember how your skin soaked up sun beams,
Leaving you golden,
Glowing like the fireflies we'd catch.
Hannah,
I remember all the time we spent together
Pretending we were somewhere else,
But content with being where we were.
We didn't worry about the future
Or that we'd ever be apart.
Hannah,
I remember you.
I remember how innocent and beautiful things were.
I wish we could go back there.
Hannah,
Do you remember me?
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Unseated At Clent
When Grandad fell off the horse
everyone laughed,
spluttering the event
into family history.
No-one was hurt,
nothing damaged
but his pride.
After all that time,
to be unseated
and made to eat his words
garnished with embarrassment!
If it had happened
forty years earlier,
he would have known about it,
trapped in No-Man's Land
with bullets flying,
and no-one would have been there
to laugh
when Grandad fell off the horse.
poem by Len Webster
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Overflow
I don't need ritualistic liturgy
To know God lives inside of me
No holy water on my head
A rosary my fingers thread
He makes up every single ounce
Of my being
My heart overflows
And my voice wants to scream
Till I burst into tiny microscopic beams
Of light and fire and sparks
That gleam
Written by Sara Fielder © 2012
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Dark & Long
Thunder thunder lightning ahead...long
Kiss you kiss you dark and long
Thunder thunder lightning ahead
Thunder thunder lightning
Thunder thunder lightning ahead
Now I kiss you dark and long
Thunder thunder lightning ahead...long
Kiss you kiss you dark and long...long
Me Im just a waitress she said
I went and bought a new head she said
I look at you I believe in you she said
Screaming into the eye of the lens
I want to smash it up
I want to break it down
I want a wall of tears...to wash away
Thunder thunder lightning ahead
Thunder thunder lightning
Thunder thunder lightning ahead
Now I kiss you dark and long
Filled with tainted girls and motel frills
What a laugh
You was done up there mate
Thunder thunder lightning ahead
I could kiss you dark and long
Thunder thunder lightning ahead
Now I kiss you dark and long
Shout your love
The stars are black
The church is sweet
My skin is hot
Thunder thunder lightning ahead
Now I kiss you dark and long
Shout your love
song performed by by Underworld
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In Michael Robins’s Class Minus One
At the desk where the boy sat, he sees the Chicago River.
It raises its hand.
It asks if metaphor should burn.
He says fire is the basis for all forms of the mouth.
He asks, why did you fill the boy with your going?
I didn't know a boy had been added to me, the river says.
Would you have given him back if you knew?
I think so, the river says, I have so many boys in me,
I'm worn out stroking eyes looking up at the day.
Have you written a poem for us? he asks the river,
and the river reads its poem,
and the other students tell the river
it sounds like a poem the boy would have written,
that they smell the boy's cigarettes
in the poem, they feel his teeth
biting the page.
And the river asks, did this boy dream of horses?
because I suddenly dream of horses, I suddenly dream.
They're in a circle and the river says, I've never understood
round things, why would leaving come back
to itself?
And a girl makes a kiss with her mouth and leans it
against the river, and the kiss flows away
but the river wants it back, the river makes sounds
to go after the kiss.
And they all make sounds for the river to carry to the boy.
And the river promises to never surrender the boy's shape
to the ocean.
Seeing our Father in everything makes life one long thanksgiving and gives rest of the heart.
quote by Hannah Whitall Smith
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Dark & Long
thunder thunder lightning ahead.
long.
kiss you kiss you dark and long.
thunder thunder lightning ahead.
bright lights shine. bright lights shine.
thunder thunder lightning.
thunder thunder lightning ahead.
now i kiss you dark and long.
thunder thunder lightning ahead.
long.
kiss you kiss you dark and long.
long.
me im just a waitress she said.
i went and bought a new head she said.
i look at you. i believe in you she said.
screaming into the eye of the lens.
i want to smash it up.
i want to break it down.
i want a wall of tears to wash away.
thunder thunder lightning ahead.
thunder thunder lightning.
thunder thunder lightning ahead.
now i kiss you dark and long.
filled with tainted girls and motel frills.
what a laugh.
you was done up there mate.
thunder thunder lightning ahead.
i could kiss you dark and long.
thunder thunder lightning ahead.
now i kiss you dark and long.
shout your love. the stars are black.
the church is sweet. my skin is hot.
thunder thunder lightning ahead.
now i kiss you dark and long.
shout your love.
song performed by by Underworld
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Know it All
How does it feel to know it all?
I'm curious, do tell
To be so arrogant enough
The rest can go to hell
It must be nice up on your throne
You intellectual snob
To think the worlds so black and white
And we are but it's dogs.
It must be nice to know it all
Forgive, but I must ask
Ever lose an argument?
No, no. There's not a chance
When others bow and kiss your feet
The hem that trims your robe
Does your huge ego jump for joy
On top but all alone?
It must be nice to know it all
The rest of us so small
We'll just pull weeds
And mind the sheep
And drink the bitter gall
We'll just sit back as best we can
Obligingly and nod
Yes yes, your'e right, of course you are
Let's not forget you're God
Written by Sara Fielder © 2011
NOTE: This poem was written about my husband after a disagreement.
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Rocking Bonnie
Bonnie and me in the rocking chair
Hours go by and we don't care
Time can come and go as it may
We'd sit in the chair and rock all day
Pachelbel Canon on the stereo
In time we rock back to and fro
The rocking chair making a creakedy squeak
Dreamy sounds that put her to sleep
She's in a heap across my chest
Comfy and cozy, peaceful, at rest
I kiss the top of her head and her hair
She smells like roses petals wafting on air
More time passes, she's still asleep
Laundry and dishes will have to keep
As soon as I stop she frets a bit
I'll just wear the rocker legs off of it
What's more important than times like these?
Before you know it, the years will flee
Well, time can come and go as it may
We'll sit in the chair and rock all day
Written by Sara Fielder © 2000
NOTE: This poem was written when my daughter Bonnie was a newborn.
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The Grandad
I look over to my son laughing playing not a care,
Comes running when hurt or scared
running to me
But as time goes by I start to notice
His son running laughing not a care
Comes running to his dad my son when hurt or scared
into those same arms which were once wrapped around my legs
with full might which gave the feeling of father
Young working respected
But when i see that young boy i feel...
old useless the grandad
THE GRANDAD
poem by Donal Moran
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