A Letter to Grandma
Moments in time, each day passes by
Thoughts of you Grandma with tears in my eyes.
My mind floods with memories like a river runs wild
It long ago started when I was a child.
You cuddled me tightly right from the start
And as I grew older, drew me close to your heart.
Weekends with you, watching you bake
Breakfast at sunrise, later some cake.
Knitting, crocheting, on your couch we sat,
Laughing and giggling and making small chat.
You're a treasure of gold sent to me from above
And your gift to me is the father I love.
Your strength and your faith in times of distress
Are like rose petals bound in a book, neatly pressed.
Grandma, I love you and on that Great Day
I'll see you again and have much to say.
I'll hug you, I'll kiss you, I'll take you by the hand.
We'll both stand with Jesus upon His Right Hand.
We'll sing once again, we'll laugh and we'll smile,
But until that day, I'll miss you for a while.
But I know that you, in the Garden now stand
With Jesus our Lord, holding His Precious hand.
[ Maria P. Urso, Copyright © 2001 (email@example.com) -- from '2THEHEART' ]
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