MY GRANDMOTHER...A Poetry Page About Grandmothers

MY GRANDMOTHER...
MY FRIEND

SHE IS A TRUE INSPIRATION TO ME,
I'VE KNOWN HER SINCE I WAS AS TALL AS HER KNEE.
I SECRETLY WATCHED HER FOR YEARS AS I GREW,
I WONDER IF SHE EVER KNEW.
I HAVE ALWAYS HAD NOTHING BUT RESPECT FOR HER.
THIS RESPECT WAS TAUGHT FROM MY PARENTS, THAT IS FOR SURE.
AS I CAME INTO MYSELF..A WOMEN, IT CAME FROM WITHIN.
THEN I FELL IN LOVE WITH HER, ALL OVER AGAIN.
I HOPED HER LIFE WOULD NEVER END,
AS I GREW UP, SHE BECAME MY FRIEND.
SHE HAS ALWAYS BELIEVED IN ME,
AND SEEN WHAT OTHERS COULDN'T SEE.

SHE IS SET IN HER WAYS,
HAS BOTH GOOD AND BAD DAYS.
WORKING HARD HER WHOLE LIFE LONG,
SHE HAD SOME BAD TIMES, BUT ALWAYS CAME OUT STRONG.
THIS WOMEN HAS COURAGE TO SPARE,
SHE SEEMED TO LOOK AT LIFE AS A DARE.
SHE MADE THINGS WITH HER HANDS, OUT OF LOVE.
WITH A TALENT GOD GAVE HER FROM ABOVE.
THIS LADY COULD TAKE AN OLD SMOCK,
AND MAKE YOU THE MOST WONDERFUL FROCK.
SHE COOKED AND SHE CANNED AND SHE FROZE.
AND SHE'S 'NEVER' GONE A DAY WITHOUT PANTY HOSE !

SHE'S ALWAYS HAD A FEISTY SIDE,
ALONG WITH MAYBE TOO MUCH PRIDE.
NEVER A HAIR IS OUT OF PLACE,
I LOVE THE WAY IT FRAMES HER FACE.
FOREVER,SHE'S DRESSED TO THE 'NINES',
THAT THOUGHT WILL STAND OUT IN EVERYONES MINDS.

SHE CAN MAKE FUNNY FACES GALORE,
I HAVE ALWAYS ASKED HER TO MAKE SOME MORE.
SHE CAN BE VERY SILLY AND FUN,
AND WHEN SHE WALKS, IT'S MORE LIKE A RUN.
FOREVER IN A HURRY, TO GET FROM HERE TO THERE,
AND IF YOU ARE WITH HER, YOU ARRIVE, WITH TIME TO SPARE.
SHE CAN OUT SHOP AND OUT SMART ME...ANY DAY.
HER BOUNDLESS ENERGY HAS IT'S OWN WAY.

THIS GRACEFUL'LADY MATRIARCH', ,
COMES INTO A ROOM AND ADDS HER OWN SPARK.
I WANT TO TELL YOU I LOVE HER VERY MUCH,
I'LL REMEMBER HER SMILE AND HER WARM LOVING TOUCH.
SHE TURNED NINETY-ONE YEARS OLD THIS YEAR,
TO ME, SHE WILL ALWAYS , BE A DEAR.
I HAVE DESCRIBED MY GRANDMOTHER...YOU SEE,
AND I AM AS PROUD OF HER, AS SHE IS OF ME.

SHE WILL GO ON TO HEAVEN SOMEDAY...
AND STOP AT THE MOON ALONG THE WAY...
SHE WILL TURN AROUND AND BLOW US ALL A KISS.
HER SPIRIT WILL LIVE ON, AND "IT" I WON'T MISS.
FOR HER SPIRIT, IS ALIVE AND WELL YOU SEE,
IN ALL OF US THAT ARE IN HER FAMILY TREE.
THESE THINGS I WILL HAVE TO ACCEPT,
FOR MY LOVE FOR HER, IN MY HEART, IS KEPT.

WRITTEN FOR: GRANDMA BEE
BY: ŠLEAH....12/1/99








GRANDMOTHERS
Her words are pearls of wisdom,
She has a heart of gold,
Her tenderness and caring
Gives others wealth untold

Her gentle smile, her helping hand,
Make memories rich and dear.
Her loving way of living,
Grows more valuable each year...

Her warmth and understanding,
Are priceless beyond measure.
She's precious to her family...
A grandmother is a treasure.

~AUTHOR UNKNOWN~






GOOD FRIENDS AND GRANDMOTHERS,
LISTEN WITH LOVE...
~Memories Blossom forever in the Garden of the Heart~
Thanks for all the great memories Grandma!
~Leah~



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