Time progresses,
Composing within us great wonder;
With rejoice and exaltation, we receive,
As a dark, thin mantle is laid over the consequence.
It has indeed, been a life worth living.
The tea you made, in summer,
While we drowned because of the warmth,
Is something I shall always remember.
Soothingly, remaining hopeful;
May you enjoy your days, however many, however small.
Bring fulfillment to a younger self's wishes.
What I plead for, this is all.
You see, my dear friends,
To confess this, I must try.
I am not here to exchange hellos -
I am here to say goodbye.
Oh, sweet Grandmother ~
Though you've not been here long;
I've loved you while you were with us,
And I will miss you when you are gone.
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Author:
Nicholas Browning (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Hello, everyone. Here's another poem for you. I hope you enjoy! (Insert happy face)
- Category: Family
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Comments4
Will the happy face type in? I'm gonna try it. It's a ":" followed by a ")". Here it is - I hope - 🙂
Yep, done it! One for your poem!
Thank you kindly, my friend! Good to see you, and thanks for stopping by. 😀
😎cool poem I enjoyed it, send Gram love while you still can
Indeed. Thank you very much.
It's good to savour the happy moments we spend with those we love, those moments will stay with us long after our loved ones have passed. A beautiful poem, Nicholas!
Indeed! Thank you very much for stopping by Viv.
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