Was it really,
Only a year ago,
We danced around the room,
In celebration of the book I wrote,
And the fact I was going to get published.
We were a sight,
You at eighty eight,
Me with no rhythm,
Still we danced,
And jumped in glee.
You were young again,
If only for a minute,
As we celebrated as a family,
Grandmother and Granddaughter,
What a beautiful memory,
Something to treasure dearly...
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
My beloved Grandmother died on November 7 2003, but still she lives on through our memories...
God Bless you Nonna
Dio Vida Eh Provideh...
God sees and provides and he has provided you a mansion in heaven...