Category: Poems for Grownups

“I’ve learned to make rice pudding And macaroni and cheese,” She informed her new husband Whom she tried so hard to please. As he ate, he asked his bride, Still deep in marital bliss, “I really like it, Honey, But tell me, which one is this?”

He was really getting to me, Stopping at each intersection, Beating on his panel truck With a kind of planned perfection. He would jump out of his truck With a wooden baseball bat And bang upon the old truck’s sides With a rat-a tat-tat-tat. He was getting on my nerves, Why should I endure this […]

She sat there on her Grandpa’s knee, As he read to her from her book. She felt first of his cheek, then hers, And her face had a puzzled look. She touched his gnarled weathered hands, As she sat on his bony knee. And then she asked him once again, “And you think God also […]

Art got his wife a cell phone, His lovely blonde-haired wife. She’d never seen a thing like it In her whole blonde-haired life. While shopping at the grocery store, She got her first phone call from Art, “I really like my cell phone, Honey, But how’d you know I’m at Wal-Mart?”

Yesterday I got a call, she said her name was Joan. Her husband had been injured and he was all alone. As chaplain could I visit him until she could get there? Because she wanted him to know she’d sent someone to care. The doctor said the patient was really doing well. How soon he’d […]