My grandma is angel now, her wings spread apart....
Today would have been her birthday, and I miss her with all my heart....
She was a very outspoken person, and never held her words back....
She definitely kept everyone on track....
Daily life went on with out a glitch...
Didn't behave, you got the switch....
Such a stern woman with a warm lap....
Were I would often lay and take my nap....
She was our Jeckyl and Hyde ...
A balance of discipline and pride....
A big family to raise...
Wasn't easy back in the days....
But she kept it together...
One minute hard as a rock, the next soft as a feather....
The smell of hellhounds in the air....
A recipe she didn't share...
What I would do to taste one again....
Just a memory of way back when....
I carry her first name because my mother loved her so much...
That woman who was so stern with the gentle touch ....
If I could throw her a birthday party in heaven up above....
I would make her a cake shaped like a dove...
A rainbow streamer, a sunshine banner, tables covered with lace....
Looking across the table and see her smiling face...
Replace her halo with a birthday hat...
And sit upon her lap where I often sat...
Kiss her on the cheek...
And thank her for giving me strength and never letting me be weak....
My gift to her would be....
A look in my heart for her to see just how much she meant to me...
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WELCOME COOKIE ~ Thanks for your first poem ~ A wonderful tribute to an Earthly (and now a Heavenly !) ANGEL. God lavishes special Love on Moms an even greater love on Grandmas ~ to make them special in all our lives. They and Grandpas are just as precious to Boys as well as Girls ! Thanks for caring & sharing BRIAN (UK)
Good evening Cookie, This was bittersweet for me to read, because my grandmother died before I was born. However, your amazing tribute to your grandmother warmed my heart. Absolutely beautiful!
I never met my dads parents so I only had one pair and my grandfather passed at 56 so my grandmother was our last piece of thread that kept everyone in touch my mother is one of nine and now we don't communicate at all so sad
Sadly, that seems to be the norm nowadays. After my granddad passed our family lost the desire to gather together. The signs of the times are changing the family dynamics, I guess. It's a blessing you have such wonderful memories of your grandmother that inspired and incredible heartfelt poem! Enjoy your weekend. 🙂
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