I remember the colour of grandma’s eyes,
And the way she dressed – her style,
More than that, I’ll never forget
My grandma’s beautiful smile!
Always happy to see me,
Her face’d light up with joy!
She’d wrap me in a warm embrace
And call me her sweet little boy.
Even when I grew bigger than her,
And I became a man,
She made me feel like a child again,
As only a grandma can!
No one smiled more than grandma,
And it felt so good to me!
Her loving warmth soothed my soul,
And it always set me free!
Grandma is an angel now,
But then she always was!
And I still feel her presence here,
Even though she soars above!
Grandma’s smile - her legacy,
I carry around every day,
And I pass it along to everyone
Who happens to come my way!
© Annabel Sheila