Gloria

I wrote this for my Grandma who has passed away. I miss her as the rest of my family, but she is never gone from our hearts. Please review.

I remember that day,

I saw you lay; your final rest.

Yet, I cannot remember those days,

That surely were the best.

I ask myself, “Were they not that important?”

Your eyes back then

Were a gentle brown.  

That showed great determination,

Whenever in a crazy situation.

Now, they are shut forever.

Your lips back then,

Spoke a strong voice

Full of pride,

Always ready for any ride.  

Now, you’ll speak not ever.

Tears flowing like a stream,

I never thought

I would have to see you in my dreams.

Ever one

That comes to me,

Shows you are here,

As though you were never gone.

 Gone from this world,

Gone from our sights,

Or gone from my side.

I regain such joy

To believe in this world  

My mind creates of you.  

Till I wake from my slumber,

And feel at a lost.

God, how could this have happened?

A woman who held such a fire for life, 

That it would spread like those in a field.

A woman who gave us such a sweet tooth,

With those flavorful cinnamon cookies,

There were hardly any crumbs left.

A woman who brought such play and hijinks

To her kids that they wanted nothing,

But to laugh with her and consume her with love.

Now, the flame has dime,

The cookies have lost flavor,

And we, her kids, miss her dearly.

In my eyes they maybe blurry

In thoughts I may hold regret,

But not all is forgotten,

Not all is forsaken.

You are never far from our minds

And never gone from our hearts.

You’ll forever be; Gloria, a mother and grandmother to us all.