Here is a poem that I started this morning... it just popped into my head but then half way into it I hit a wall relizing that my mother needed to finish it. So here is a poem by me and my mother Lisa F.
Grammy: Thinking of You
I look back now and think
about all the times we had
I wish you were still here to see
my life: the good and bad.
I find that as I move along,
my thoughts come back to you
though I know you're still here with me,
my heart weeps, this is true
You watch me grow into
a little version of yourself
from up above I'm sure you laugh
as I straighten every shelf
Everything must be perfect
no fur or dust will do
you passed on that compulsion
that "must have clean" view
I know I have your sense
Of stand up if it's wrong
And righteous indignation
To any slight that comes along
I know that the Lord is true
With no doubt in my mind
It is just a central part of me
Just how I was designed
I miss our days of camping
Your support of my dance
Even miss the arguments
About if I stole your pants
Yet when my mom reminds me
It's been so many years
I think about all that was good
And quietly shed more tears.
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I miss her too. Your PYT comes from her.....LOL
awesome, awesome, awesome. -the concept alone's worth it.
good job, ladies...
What a beautiful tribute. She would/is proud.
How touching a tribute to your Grammy...blessings & a bit o' sunshine!
That was lovely!
this is so beautiful Grandmas are so important to us
This was lovely! I miss my grandmas too.
That was lovely! I missed my grandma too.:)
This is really a wonderful poem!!!
A very nice tribute . We won't lose a loved one as long as we speak of them often. Keep them in our hearts as well as on our minds. I still talk to my dad and my older brother. Though both have passed. But to speak their name I feel it brings them to life once again.
This poem made me weep.
It reminded me of how much I miss my own grandmother.
She was such a dear soul. I can never get that kind of devotion again.
beautiful sentiments and memories
Very nice, I qam sure she is reading this also and smiling.
What a wonderful tribute to one so loved! The last stanza is a real gem. It captures the moment very well, indeed.
Beautiful. My grandma still sits looking over my right shoulder and it's been over 45 years. It never leaves, it just gets more sweet and less painful.
I'm glad you had someone like that in your life.
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