[In Memory] Grandmother
By trayseelynn
Her hair with the smell of perfume Brings her presence to my mind The way she made toast every morning And not a crumb was left behind Her paintings, reflections of life Bring the past to our present time Visions of her heart you see Is what she left behind Her home, a place to gather together family, young and old Bring to mind a happy time Memories that can't be bought or sold A sister, a mother, a daughter, a friend She was a gentle soul A life lived by no other person Her heart was made of gold Grandmother, I love you You'll always live in my heart Through life or death, you live with me We'll never be apartThis was written for my Grandmother, may her memory live on through the lives she touched and remembered in her paitings:) Written March 20th, 2000 © on Feb 28 2002 12:11 PM PST 0 • 8
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