Nonna, Me, and Time

Jane Frye

Seasons come, as seasons go
Never coming to an end
Time is just pretend

You and I will laugh and play
It will always be that way
Though I may leave today
We always have yesterday

My Nonna told me so
The day I tearfully whispered in her ear
"Please don't go"

  • Author: Jane Frye (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 10th, 2018 20:50
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Laura🌻

    Jane,
    A little gem of a poem!
    This made me cry!
    I miss my Nonna too!

    ~Laura~

  • Jane Frye

    Thank you so much. Remembering my nonna made me cry too. She was the neatest adult in my life when I was a child. I never got to know her as an adult, I only knew her through a child's eyes.



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