Grandma 12-24-00


Warm cookies baking in the oven.

Smell of vegetable beef soup on the stove.

Hearing funny stories of her childhood long ago.

Watching home movies,

While gramps is fast asleep.

All of our secrets, she promises to keep.

She tells us of our past

What she hopes for the future.

Making sure we'll have a happy life, one she'll always nurture.

Taking us "Up North"

Every single year.

Lets us spend time with our family so dear.

She is so creative in all that she does.

Her artistic ways will never leave.

The memory of her will stay with us and be in our dreams forever.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My grandparents mean a lot to me, so I wrote this poem and "Grandfather" for them for christmas one year.

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