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
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Daniel
Your friend; Mark
Be always safe,
Karen
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Lebanna?
I never knew either grandma at all, they were gone before I came along, so this is like a story book kind of relationship that happens to very lucky people!
Blessings,
Christine
Love,
Christine
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
kudos! thank you!
The relationship between Grandma and grandson. Absolutely beautiful.
Mary