Verse about Grandma ✍ 50 poems from grandchildren, grandfathers, touching, to tears, beautiful

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1 Popular poems for grandmother
2 The best verses about grandma touching short to tears
3 Interesting poems for grandmother

Grandmother’s love, her tenderness and kindness, is difficult to confuse with something else. She always supports children, helps grandfather and enjoys the success of her granddaughter and grandson. It’s hard for Granny to see evil, her heart is touching and full of warmth. Therefore, each grandmother is beautiful for her grandchildren and the most beloved. And you can express this love by reading a verse for the grandmother, which may be about her herself, delicious homemade pies or a train passing by. A cute rhyme will cheer you up, show her how much you appreciate her.

Popular poems for grandmother

Why grandmother
Hair like snow
A grandmother laughs
Loudest of all?
Why grandmother
Wrinkles on the face,
And he’ll go to the forest
And complete
Does the mushroom carry baskets?
And I will go -
How unfortunate
Just one fungus
I'll find it!
Why grandmother
Glasses on the nose
And she is the fastest
Will she tie me socks?
That flight is our grandmother,
That messes around the stove
Her palms are hard
Dry as a plank.
So why all the same.
Tell me, what is the secret?
Grandma will stroke me, -
Softer palm
Not!

* * *

Who is in the kitchen with a ladle
At the stove always stands
Who darn our clothes
Who is buzzing with a vacuum cleaner?
Who on earth tastes better
Pies always bake,
Even dads who are more important
And who is honored in the family?
Who will sing us a song for the night
To sweetly we fell asleep?
Who is kinder and more wonderful?
Well, of course - grannies!

* * *

Grandmother's hands
I am with my grandmother
Friendship a long time ago.
She is in every undertaking
At the same time with me.
I don’t know boredom with her,
And I love everything in her
But grandma’s hands
I love everything the most.
Oh how many hands are these
They do wonderful things!
Patch, knit, tag,
Everyone is doing something.
So thickly smear foam
So poppy poppy
So rude the stairs
Caress gently so.
Agile - look,
Ready day-to-day
They dance in the trough
Snooping around the pantry.
The evening will come - the shadows
Weave on the wall
And dream tales
They tell me.
By night, the nightlight will light up -
And then suddenly shut up.
Smarter they are not in the world
And there are no kinder hands.

* * *

Grandma is good -
Arrives early.
Make pea soup
He reads a book.
Ironed dress
The apartment is paid,
For dry cleaning and gas
If we have a grandmother.
And no one is bored
If grandmother is at home.

* * *

Dotted scarf
and snow white hair,
And a sweet voice
at my grandmother's old.
That he is heard in the house,
then near the little sister in the garden.
I am our grandmother
I’ll immediately find it in my voice.
Granny is busy
doesn’t sit down in the morning.
Yesterday washed.
Today it’s time to iron it.

* * *

Who tastes better than grandmother's soup
Crispy cakes? Who will treat the tooth?
Who will tell a fairy tale, will sing a song?
Who feed porridge, button sew?
Who will help to quickly do all the lessons?
Who will share all your worries with you?
And when a heart beats from love -
After all, the granny will have to find out first.
Grandma will support with affectionate advice,
He will give you the oath of support in doing so.
There is no her dearer, no kinder and more beautiful!
Dear granny! You are our support!

* * *

You know your hands are warm
Your care, affection and patience -
Everything that helped in life
Added good luck and luck.
Now your love
In return, we give you
For the fate of us
She prophesied the happy one with attention.
May we be far away
But the heart breaks forever
To you with whom it is so warm
And who will heal the wound.

* * *

Our grandmother walks, knocking with a wand.
I say to my grandmother: - Call a doctor!
You will drink medicine, you will be healthy!
If it’s bitter, then what’s wrong here?
You will suffer a little, and the doctor will leave,
You and I will play ball in the street!
Let's run, grandma, jump high!
Well, what is there? It is so easy!
Grandma tells me: - What do I need a doctor?
I'm not sick, I'm just old!
Just very old, gray hair.
Somewhere I lost my young years.
Somewhere beyond the dark forests beyond
Behind a mountain high, deep water.
How to get there, people don’t know ...
I say to my grandmother: - Remember this place!
I’ll go there, swim, go!
Young years I will find yours!

* * *

Grandma is, of course, mom.
Mom’s true, but that’s not the point.
You can be stubborn with your grandmother,
Grandmother can not let rest.
Grandma is such a man
Who will regret and protect
Grandmothers are loved by all children in the world
Grandma pranks will forgive us all.
Grandmothers knit socks to grandchildren,
Whims fulfill, bake a cake,
Grandmothers to our moms and dads
We will not be allowed to slap on the pope.
That parents do not allow
Grandma will gladly let us
And he won’t tell us that we’re bothering her,
If the movie is watching or sleeping.
Grandmothers smell deliciously of jam,
Good tales and milk
Give birthday presents to us
Making our sweet home cozy
Grandmothers soft, warm hands
Gently warm us in the cold
And they will not let us die of boredom
Our grandmothers are always with us.
Our grandmothers give instructions
Grandmothers teach how to live,
Our grandmothers are all, no doubt
Gave love an invisible thread to us

* * *

If grandmother suddenly becomes sad
And hands wearily drop
If the heart alarm pulls:
How are my children, how are the grandchildren there? .. -
You tune the string in your heart
And soon catch this call!
Whisper words of comfort to her
And write a letter as soon as possible!
Write that you love dearly
And remembering her every day,
Give simple hope -
Wait for you from the far end.
Maternal heart is not a stone
And grandmother’s - and even more so:
Ah, if only you lived nearby! ...
And together - how nice it would be!
Because in daily worries
Do not forget your grandmother,
Whose love is in sharp turns
It saves you any minute.

* * *

Past chairs, books, toys,
Past the red cat
Chubby pink pillows
There was kindness around the house.
Kindness walked around the house
Loving everyone and pitying everyone
Even the old ottoman
It became softer and warmer.
Kindness walked slowly
Straightening the blanket
Quietly approached the children -
Good song rocked.
Dresses, blouses, shirts
Filled with kindness
Cups bathed in kindness
The house shone with beauty.
Buns jumped onto the tray
The kettle began to dance.
In the old watch cuckoo
I began to cook again!
Who, who is she
Kindness? I tell you:
I have known kindness since childhood.
This is my grandmother!

* * *

Only our grandmother has the best food,
Only my grandmother is always glad to see us.
Only our grandmother knows how to wait,
Only our grandmother can forgive everything.
Often without company grandmother, alone
We know that she sits sadly at the window,
Often we forget about her suffering,
We have dates, then competitions.
Forgive us, grandmother, this carelessness,
It is simply youth or unconsciousness.
Know that you are worthy and significant for us
The best of grandmothers, the most beloved!

* * *

My grandmother is with me
And so, the main one in the house is me!
Cabinets can be opened for me,
Flowers - watering kefir.
Play pillow football
And a towel to clean the floor.
Can I eat a cake with my hands
And slam the door loudly.
And it’s not going to happen with mom,
I already checked.

* * *

Grandmother walks
with difficulties,
But on her -
all House.

* * *

Grandma is like a butterfly
The whole day flies:
That changes the light bulb
That sock patches
Curls over the flowers
And does not know boredom.
If she gets upset,
Grandchildren will console you!

* * *

How to bake a big cake?
How to knit a colored sock?
Who will give the right advice?
Guessed or not?
There are no relatives grandmother,
Kiss her soon!

* * *

Our grandmothers
There are no relatives in the world,
Often read
And we knit with her.
We play together
Cooking lunch.
Let's be friends
With a granny a hundred years!

The best verses about grandma touching short to tears

My grandmother,
My dearest,
More than anyone in the world
I love you.
In your wrinkles
I will pass my hand ...
In the whole world, no
Grandmothers like that.
I will never
Upset you.
Just be healthy
My grandmother.

* * *

My grandmother
I love mom's mom.
She has a lot of wrinkles
And there was a gray lock on his forehead.
I’d like to touch it,
And then a kiss.

* * *

Grandma writes:
- I miss you,
Waiting from day to day
From hour to hour ...
Dad, without delay
The backpack pulls out.
Mom products
He puts it in packets,
Rushing me:
- We won’t wait,
Hurry up! -
What can I expect?
I'm already at the door!

* * *

And grandmother's hands smell like bread.
And grandmother's hands are softer than snow,
After all, grandmother’s hands are in snowflakes -
Exhausted hands, all wrinkled.
And grandmother’s hands can do everything,
And grandmother’s hands warm with affection.
And grandmother's hands are the hands of mothers:
They parents raised us!
... and therefore softer than snow
Those hands that smell like bread.

* * *

If grandmother could -
I would put things off.
We would then sit down
With her on the carousel
On a swing up
We would have carried away
Jumped off the couch
Drank from the tap
Beat on pillows
I would like
We would play
In a race or rally.
It’s a pity that granny’s
Too many things to do.

* * *

Grandma became
Old ailment
From walking she
Gets tired.
Brave pilot
I will be soon
Plant her
On the plane.
I won’t shake her
I won’t shake her
She will rest
Finally.
Grandma will say:
"Oh my granddaughter,
Ah yes my pilot!
Well done!"

* * *

All day I hear from my son:
- My dear grandmother and I are friends.
And you, mother, do not bother us
Talk to granny give.
In the morning he runs to his grandmother,
She belongs to him.
Granny sat on her head
And took away from your favorite things:
- Let's build a starship.
Carry, granny, all-terrain vehicle.
And draw a big lion.
Let's play words with you.
Not life with a granny is grace
And mom can punish
And it can be very strict.
No, it's better to be friends with my grandmother!

* * *

Why grandmother
Heart trouble?
Maybe I shouldn't
Spin around the table?
Maybe worried
Grandma when i
In the yard with the boys
Do you play late?
Hard maybe grandma
Was it to wash the dishes? ..
No, I'm angry grandmother
I will never!
Help her housework
I'll be after school.
Grandma will be again
Vigorous and cheerful!

* * *

Helping grandmother
I'm already big.
Grandmother smiled -
And she became young.
- Young grandmother! -
People says.
I'm for our grandmother
Very glad.
I guys grandma
I'm not rude
Because grandma
I like.
We will be to our grandmothers
Help with you!
- Smile, grandmother,
Always be young!

* * *

It's hard for my grandmother:
Very old.
She should have a rest
But she doesn’t want to.
Darn socks she
And shakes the track.
I say:
- You must
Relax a bit.
You can’t wash the floors:
You are short of breath.
I will wash the floor in the hut
Strong i
Boy.
I can do everything
And very nimble.
Why is she me
Doesn't want to listen?

* * *

My very grandmother -
Mom's mother - I love.
She has a lot of wrinkles
And there’s a gray lock on his forehead,
I’d like to touch it,
And then a kiss.
Maybe I am like that
I'll be old, gray-haired
I’ll have grandchildren
And then, wearing glasses,
I'll tie the gloves to one
And the other - shoes.

* * *

Grandmother at grandmother
She looked anxiously:
- You have absolutely
The head turned white!
Grandma answered
Granddaughter with a laugh:
- I fell asleep blizzard
Head in the snow!
- Can I have it?
Will I stroke a bit?
How warm he is -
The palm does not freeze ...

* * *

Finally everyone fell asleep
They won't spy my secret
Because for granny
I will draw a bouquet.
Roses, Asters, Daisies
Flare up brightly on a postcard.
I will write to my grandmother,
How i love her
What are her pancakes
I always praise.
It's good that everyone fell asleep
Outside the window is already dawn.
I love you granny
And give you a bouquet!

* * *

I am Masha, and my grandmother too.
My grandmother and I are very similar.
We love cheesecakes and rolls,
And songs while walking.
We are together on a sewing machine
We sew dresses for Polinka dolls.
And dress her up together
And we adore her together.
And if we have name days,
We cook raspberry compote.
And kiss each other tightly
And we give each other a toy.
Grandma and I are very similar,
I am Masha, and my grandmother too.
She’s not my old woman,
And the best girlfriend in the world.

* * *

My grandmother and I are very friendly.
We help each other.
She’s ... preparing dinner for me,
For her, I ... eat everything.
I drive her by the handle.
A passerby will not always understand
Or grandmother is my granddaughter,
Either I'm a child though.
Who leads whom to Milk?
Who drags whom in "Toys"?
We live a strong family,
We are friends of this friendship!
Dad and mom tell us:
- Nearby you from morning to night.
Only go to bed early
Grandmother doesn’t want something.
Not willing to measure puddles
And the sand is considered dirty!
Otherwise, we are very friends,
Despite the age is different.

* * *

Grandma, you too
Was it small?
And loved to run
And the flowers tore?
And played with dolls
You granny, huh?
What color was hair
Do you have then?
So I will be the same
Grandma and I
Does it stay
You can’t do it small?
My very grandmother -
Mom's mother - I love.
She has a lot of wrinkles
And there’s a gray lock on his forehead,
I’d like to touch it,
And then a kiss.
Maybe I am like that
I'll be old, gray-haired
I’ll have grandchildren
And then, wearing glasses,
I'll tie the gloves to one
And the other - shoes.

* * *

Run, run along the grass
Running towards my grandmother
Holding out his hands
Grandchildren running towards
With leaflets in hand.
And tears in my eyes
From joy at the grandmother:
- You are my sweethearts,
Collected for me
leaves of lilac.
Now my knees
They won’t be so sick
After all, with such care
Everything can be endured!
Thank you, my sweethearts,
Let's eat some pancakes
Let's drink tea with jam,
And then in the evening
We sit under a birch
And we will be again
Compose fairy tales

Interesting poems for grandmother

I am with my grandmother
Friendship a long time ago.
She is in every undertaking
At the same time with me.
I don’t know boredom with her,
And I love everything in her
But grandma’s hands
I love everything the most.

* * *

My grandmother is with me
And so, the main thing in the house is me,
Cabinets can be opened for me,
Watering the kefir flowers,
Play pillow football
And a towel to clean the floor.
Can i eat cake with my hands
Deliberately slam the door!
And with mom it will not work.
I already checked.

* * *

I’ll send a letter, a big letter,
Not easy, custom!
Letter to letter, line to line,
Not even the points are forgotten
No mistakes, no blots,
There are eight stamps on the envelope !!
... Hello, Grandmother Tanyusha,
The granddaughter Ksyusha writes to you.
I miss you so much
And so dream of a meeting.
I'm saving you cookies
Come to us on Sunday
I’m waiting, granny, with impatience,
Be sure ... with jam !!!

* * *

If grandchildren are cheerful, -
Babyshka:
- Look, ripened like goldfinches,
How glorious it is!
If grandchildren want to eat, -
Babyshke joy:
- Fifts sit, fustes eat,
They need to grow up!
If grandchildren went to the garden, -
Babyshka in alarm:
- Hy like rain or hail,
After all, they’ll get your feet wet!
If the granddaughters went to bed, -
Babyshka does not breathe:
- Bye-bye, Lyuli,
Hush, hush, hush!
Purity, silence
Heat, nap.
That's how she is -
Babyshka-care!
Hy and you? What are
How are you and your baby?

* * *

Mom has a job
Dad has a job.
They have for me
It remains Saturday.
And the grandmother is always at home.
She never scolds me!
Seated, feed:
“Yes, do not rush!
Well, what happened to you,
tell me? "
I say, and grandmother
does not interrupt.
Buckwheat grains
sitting fingering ...
We feel good together like that
and a house without a grandmother is not a house.

* * *

Our grandmother has happy years -
Granny went on a well-deserved rest.
No need to go to work now,
it's time to relax, monitor your health!
That's just in the apartment she cleans.
Stroke, cook, then wash.
When everything in the house sparkles, glitters,
then the grandmother monitors the health!
How much attention the grandchildren demand!
Till night granny knows no boredom
When he puts everyone down, he’ll calm him down,
then the grandmother monitors the health!
Grandchildren’s parents come from work,
and grandmother surrounds them with care.
Some kind of tired grandmother looks
but it seems retired, sitting at home.

* * *

I will make you a riddle
And you guess her.
Who puts the patch on the heel?
Who irones and repairs linen?
Who tidies the house in the morning?
Who sets the big samovar?
Who plays with the little sister
And takes her to the boulevard?
By whom the fringed rug is embroidered
(Sis, see around)?
Who writes detailed letters
Soldier - my father?
Whose snow hair is whiter
Are your hands yellow and dry?
Whom do I love and regret?
Who wrote the poems?

* * *

I am with my grandmother
Friendship a long time ago.
She is in every undertaking
At the same time with me.
I don’t know boredom with her,
And I like everything about her.
But grandma’s hands
I love everything the most.
Oh how many hands are these
They do wonderful things!
Patch, knit, tag,
Everyone is doing something.
So thickly smear foam
So poppy poppy
So rude the stairs
Caress gently so.
Agile - look,
Ready day-to-day
They dance in the trough
Snooping around the pantry.
The evening will come - the shadows
Weave on the wall
And dream tales
They tell me.
By night, the nightlight will light up -
And then suddenly shut up.
Smarter they are not in the world
And there are no kinder hands.

* * *

Our grandmother walks
Knocking with a wand.
I say grandmother
- Call a doctor!
Will give you medicine
You will be healthy!
If it’s bitter, -
What is so here?
You will suffer a little
And the doctor will leave
We are on the street
Let's play the ball!
Let's run, grandma
Jump high!
See me jumping?
It is so easy!
Grandmother smiled:
- What do I need a doctor?
I'm not sick
I'm just old!
Just very old
Gray hair.
I lost somewhere
Years are young.
Somewhere beyond the huge
Behind the dark forests
Over the high mountain
For deep water.
How to get there,
People don’t know ...
I say to my grandmother:
- Remember this place!
I'll go there
I’ll go, I’ll go!
Years are young
I will find yours!

* * *

Grandmother's hands
I am with my grandmother
Friendship a long time ago.
She is in every undertaking
At the same time with me.
I don’t know boredom with her,
I am all pleased in her.
But grandma’s hands
I love everything the most.
Oh how many hands are these
They do wonderful things!
Patch, knit, tag,
They’re doing something.
So tasty croutons are fried,
So poppy poppy
So rude the stairs
Caress gently so ...
The evening will come - the shadows
Weave on the wall
And dream tales
They tell me.
By night, the nightlight will light up -
And then suddenly shut up.
Smarter they are not in the world
And there are no kinder hands.

* * *

Grandma's on a shelf
Threads and needles
Steel shears,
Lace ribbons.
Grandma sews all day
I want to help her soon.
I take a shred
Needle and thread skein.
Quick and smart
I sew new clothes to friends.
Wear, Murka, sundress,
And you, Barbos, caftan!
We sing a song
We help granny!

* * *

Grandmothers withdraw grandchild
In the evenings to the courtyard
Grandchildren run, scream,
And the old women argue:
- My grandson is growing faster than anyone!
- And mine laughs the loudest!
- My love porridge with milk!
- And mine will say that! ..
Only Baba Katya is silent
Is sitting
and knits, knits ...
Baba Katya has no relatives
For a long time - not a soul ...
The whole yard is dressed in her socks,
And all the children are good to her!

* * *

With my grandmother alone
We are very friendly!
Together we go for a walk
Together we go to bed
Together we wash the dishes -
True true! I will not lie!
We don't like to lose heart
We can sing and dance -
Grandma will clap me
Well, and I - spin, stomp!
I’m not trying to be capricious,
I don’t pour tears, but smile -
We are great friends with her,
Because we are FAMILY!

Each verse is saturated with love. Therefore, you can safely read these lines to your grandmother, tell everyone that “today we saw an evil train with my grandmother” and make the day a little happier. The verse to grandmother will be a real surprise. Therefore, if you saw that she was in a bad mood, read the poem.