Daniel Bernard Kelleher

Gold Star - 7,606 Points (11/2/1946 / Cork, Ireland)

Grandson - Poem by Daniel Bernard Kelleher

Our little grandson who is almost four
For devilment he knows no bounds
A rogue if you ever met one
In the house as he plays around

He has a form of autism
Non verbal until he was three
He started school three months back
The difference is for all to see

He tries his best to communicate
Slowly but surely hes getting there
The first time he called me granddad
My eyes filled up with tears

A boy a lad and my buddy
He is a very special child
His mum and dad adore him
His grandmother's pride and joy

Topic(s) of this poem: autism, family, grandson, love

Comments about Grandson by Daniel Bernard Kelleher

  • Margaret O Driscoll (11/10/2015 4:06:00 PM)

    Very natural and sincere, reciprocal love, wonderful! (Report) Reply

    Daniel Kelleher (11/10/2015 4:15:00 PM)

    Thank you for your thoughts very kind

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  • Daniel Kelleher (11/10/2015 5:57:00 AM)

    Thank you Kim well spotted, errors corrected.Thank you for kind words (Report) Reply

  • Kim Barney (11/9/2015 6:51:00 PM)

    I love the poem.
    It only has two minor mistakes that I noticed, easily fixed:
    First verse: I think you meant ROGUE instead of ROUGE.
    Last line needs an apostrophe: His grandmother's pride and joy
    Well done!
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    Daniel Kelleher (11/10/2015 5:59:00 AM)

    Errors corrected well spotted.Thank you for your kind words

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 9, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 10, 2015

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