Sitting at GraNDMOM'S kITCHEN TABLE

Sitting at Grandmom’s Kitchen table

 Learn lots sitting next to my grandmother

 Listening to her stories of adventure

 Watching as her eyes lit up

 Whenever someone was revealing their better side

 Hearing her voice through the chaos

 Knowing I was safe to be me

 Because she was watching

 Feeling her kindness as a child

 Washed over me like an ocean wave

wiping the pain away

  Waiting in between the Birthdays and summer

  Just to be at the kitchen table again

Knowing I was loved by someone

 I was cared for by someone

 I was free to be me

Hearing the stories of her life

 Seeing the love she displayed

 Feeling the kindness wrapped around my spirit

 sat  while she cook,  comforted and loved her family

Learning how to love while living life