Grandmas Poem

A beautiful soul she is

Beautiful still she is

Beautiful she will always be

Locked and stored

Within my fort of hoarded memories

Beautiful she is

And beautiful she will remain

Beautiful is the memories of her

No matter if times have changed

I wrote this after my grandmother left the world...

Written out of sadness, And Love.

A desperate attempt to make up for what I've lost.

She was sick, bed ridden, and couldnt move. It was painful watching her. Watching her slowly deteriorate. Watching her forget who everyone is. But she was always so kind. No matter what, my memories of her were always full of her singing and massaging, or working in her garden. All of my memories of her were nothing but kind and beautiful. So beautiful is how she'll forever remain in my mind.