Karma

A poem for my grandmother.

She was

The silent

 

 

Type of

Sadness

 

 

Honest

In her

Discontent

 

 

She said

 

 

I don’t

Have a

Daughter

 

 

I never did

 

 

And although

I am

Her

Grandchild

 

 

With her

Silent

 

 

Type of

Love

 

 

She was

The kindest

Mother

I had ever

 

 

Known

 

 

The only

Author's Note

Any thoughts are always appreciated!

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem for your Grandmother. I like she loved you and she could separate her love for you from the thoughts of your mother. She sound like a wonderful woman. You honored her with the amazing poetry.
Coyote