My GrandmotherA Poem by Ememuelle
There are days when I see the pale moon appear,
And I linger in those moments, because I know that you’re near.
I often wonder why I should miss you so much,
But wonder not long, as my life you did touch.
You were a remarkable woman, a lady for sure,
A true inspiration, and a tough problems cure.
Always there when I needed you most,
A gentle spirit, and a grandmother to boast.
I loved how you wrote, narrated tales so well,
I loved how you spoke, and the stories you’d tell.
I loved how you smiled, when we stood in the flat,
I loved you so dearly, and that was that.
Many days I did visit, with sorrows to drown,
You helped me so often, a queen with no crown.
Hours could pass, five cups could have poured,
But every second with you was a moment adored.
Whether my news was bad or good,
I never feared telling you, like sometimes I should,
Because if it was spoken in whispers or aloud,
Of her grandchildren Nanny was always so proud.
I miss you so much with every day that does pass,
A woman of life, and of admirable class.
You were an angel on earth, now a star in the sky,
A beautiful presence, and one tough goodbye.
In your adopted Island is where you now sleep,
Yet when we all visit, none of us weep,
For you’re not there in the deep of the ground,
You’re in the air, so forever around.
© 2012 Ememuelle
Added on April 30, 2012
Last Updated on April 30, 2012
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