GrannyA Poem by JerilynnSometimes we don't know what we are missing till its to late. Where there is life there is hope.GRANNY
GRANNY SAT IN HER ROCKING CHAIR TALKIN' INTO EMPTY AIR TELLIN' OF THE BY GONE DAYS THROUGH A NOSTALGIC HAZE THERE WAS NO ONE THERE TO HEAR OF HER NINTY SEVEN YEARS HOW THINGS WERE DONE IN DAYS GONE BYE WHEN SHE WAS YOUNG AND QUICK AND SPRY... OF COURTING WITH A SPECIAL BO AND HOW SHE MARRIED GRAMPA JOE SHE SPOKE OF WHEN THE TIMES WERE ROUGH WITH FOOD SO SCARCE IT WAS REALLY TOUGH NO ONE WAS THERE TO HEAR OF HOW SHE'D RAISED EIGHT KIDS AND NOW HER LIFE WAS COMING TO AN END SHE SENSED SHE'D TURNED THAT FINAL BEND GRANNY SIGHED AND STOPPED HER SPEAKING HER ROCKING CHAIR NO LONGER CREAKING SHE CLOSED HER EYES AND PASSED AWAY STILL ALONE ON HER FINAL DAY THERE WAS NONE TO PASS HER KNOWLEDGE DOWN IT WENT WITH HER INTO THE GROUND IS THERE A GRANNY IN YOUR LIFE? SOMEBODIES DAUGHTER, MOTHER , WIFE? DOES SHE SHARE HER WISDOM WITH EMPTINESS AND SIT ALONE TILL SHE'S LAID TO REST? © 2014 JerilynnAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJerilynnMolalla, ORAboutI am a writer and a photographer and I love to draw. writing is my way of using words to paint pictures of what I feel and see. My dream is to put my photographs in a book with my poetry, to write a n.. more..Writing
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