Grandmother

i dedicated this poem to my Grandmother you have been there for the good and the ugly.

she is all ways their.

she is all ways loving.

she is all ways caring.

we sit there and talk

about the past days

when i cry

your warm loving caring arms are around me.

when i am mad

your there

to listen.

waking up in the

morning and smelling my

favorite breakfast foods

in the morning.

i visit in the

summer when the days are long

and nights are filled with playing scrabble.

when i have a face of stone

you find way to put a smile on mine.

 

i will all ways love you Grandmother.

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Awe, so so very sweet. Very nice dedication and write, thank you for sharing. Grandmothers do have a way of placing a smile onto someones face. Precious.