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Thursday, November 29, 2012
In Memory Of Grandma Alma...
In Memory Of Grandma Alma...
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
She sat there looking off
Not seeing anything
Her mind was within
On her life, her world
She yawned big, closing her eyes
Felt the tears run down her cheeks
By God, I'm bored
She thought
Bored to tears... unmotivated
She wanted to do things
She wasn't inspired by anything
It's a sin to be this way
To waste all God has given you
She thought..
It's a shame not to get up, do something
Move, talk, do things, to show appreciation
She sat there, yawned again
Tomorrow, there's always ..tomorrow
I'm too tired, sleepy
To do anything... today
She yawned big, again
Laid her head on the back of her chair
She fell asleep
She did do something... she dreamt
That she could walk again
Just move again, do things again
She was paralyzed now
She dreamt in appreciation of life
She woke up when she heard a voice
I love you, Grandma
She smiled her beautiful smile
At the little girl standing near her chair
The little girl looked at her
Never knowing Grandma was different
That Grandma couldn't walk, do things again
She knew Grandma could love... smile at her
Her Grandma was the best
She would fight for her
Her ammunition being a glass of ice water
Thrown at anyone who dared to hurt her
Grandma would hug her when no one liked her
Talk to her when no one else would
Grandma was always there
Sitting in that old, upholstered chair
Grandma was a fighter
Though sometimes, she cried
The little girl saw it all
Because no one thinks to hide 'all' from a little girl
The little girl is a big girl now
She still thinks of her Grandma... Grandma Alma
Sometimes, she gets tears in her eyes
She misses her Grandma Alma, after all these years
Rest in peace, Grandma Alma
God knows you never had peace in your life
I wish you love from my heart
To you in Heaven where I know you've gone
Love Your Granddaughter, 'Faye'
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