In Her Eyes

Dedicated to my Grandmother.

Years of seeing,

Years of being.

Her eyes have beheld

Much in time spent well.

 

She has seen her babies grow,

And has loved them so.

Her family was made bigger by God’s grace,
With grandbabies all over the place.

 

In her eyes we could do no wrong,

As she sung to us her favorite songs.

In her eyes she was blessed
Even when her nerves we would test.

 

Now her eyes no longer see

The faces of her babies.

For she is now legally blind

And only shapes can she find.

 

Her eyes… the windows to her soul--

A soul to never grow old.

I wonder what she sees

When closing her eyes to sleep.

 

In her eyes times of old replay.

In her eyes we stay.

In her eyes life has been enough.

In her eyes is unconditional love.

Reviews

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Melinda, this is so touching. I never knew either of my grandmothers :( I can feel how much you love her. Beautiful sentiment, my dear poet

[Melinda McQueen]

So sorry. Thank you for reading and leaving your review.