She is my grandma the sweet

by lordgluzman

Published October 18, 2008

In poems

This poem is written to a woman
She is a really lovely human
She is my grandma the sweet
The person that never gives me the negative heat


She makes me happy
Not once did my grandmother made me feel sappy
Her cooking makes your stomach whopping for more
What can you say? she is my grandma
A person you can talk to about how you feel
It's the pain she can heal

When ever I am sad
She is there to give me a hug
She is pretty and fancy like a lady bug
So happy birthday
Happy birthday my majestic grandma

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Lord Anzius
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Lord Anzius wrote a review Review · Nov 7, 2008

When ever I am sad


it Should be Whenever.
Punctuation! But otherwise very good.!!!

Keep it up.

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Lord Anzius WUZ here :smt029

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Shine
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Shine wrote a review Review · Oct 23, 2008

Thats a sweet poem.You need to put some puntuations thats the only thing which it lacks.

You could have extended the poem more I felt.
But never mind it was small and sweet.

This poem is written to a woman
She is a really lovely human
She is my grandma the sweet
The person that never gives me the negative heat


In this stanza the negative heat part doesn't really go well,I wish you could just put something else in there.

Keep writing and posting.........

:)

beyond the mask wrote a review Review · Oct 20, 2008

O_O
it's sooooooooooooo cute ^_^
(although it seems a little bit unfinushed, but it's ok)

well, happy birthday to your granny :D

and i wish to you a great week :]

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Searria H.
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Searria H. wrote a review Review · Oct 19, 2008

AWW. This was sweet.

I thought your ryhming felt a little forced. I would almost have liked this poem more if it didn't rhyme.

It was also in a very strange format. The stanzas where all over the page. Looked cool though.

What can you say she is my grandma

What can you say? She is my grandma

She is their to give me a hug

"there"

The lady bug analogy seemed a little out of place, but I liked it.

Very nice poem. Has your grandmother read it?

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