Constance's Granddaughter

Constance’s Granddaughter

 

Taking what life gives

And going with the slow drift.

Conquering what’s placed before me,

Setting goals in my own esteem.

 

Going about my path,

I try to not count my lack.

Strength I foster,

I am Constance’s granddaughter.

 

A will to survive,

A heart to thrive

Her countenance set as stone

When someone threatened her own.

 

Always attentive, showing love,

Adding to another’s cup.

My faith will never falter,

I am Constance’s granddaughter.

 

Her lively spirit glowing,

Her temperament for the showing.

Never letting things go unsaid,

She put fear to bed.

 

I still feel her around me,

And I hear her plea.

My hope will never alter,

I am Constance’s granddaughter.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Melinda for sharing the amazing poetry.
"I still feel her around me,
And I hear her plea.
My hope will never alter,
I am Constance’s granddaughter. "
We need our elders. They are our teachers and our examples. Constance was a wonderful lady.
Coyote

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for reading and leaving your review.

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure and you are welcome Melinda.

[iamshadowine]

i love this one! it's so sweet and so memorable!

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for reading.

[Valentine]

My parents each lost their mothers as little kids so never had a grandma. Valentine

[Melinda McQueen]

I'm sorry to hear that.

[wordman]

and in your heart she will dwell forever!

[Melinda McQueen]

Yes she will.