Dear Grandma

October 30, 2017

I visited your grave today,

And placed upon it a crimson rose

As tears flowed down my cheeks;

A droplet of love bestowed on your wake.

I blew you kisses in hopes for whispers

Among the trees that claimed to be you,

And sprinkled crumbs of oatmeal cookies

To offer one last taste of our innocent bliss.

I sung to you a sweet melody of farewell,

And left my apologies clinging to each word.

But your forgiving nature is too strong to let them stay.

Dear grandma,

I promise to cherish your fondness of butterscotch candies

And share your love with all that deserve it.

I promise to read my children bedtime stories in a similar fashion,

And teach them the ways of the world as you saw it.

Because I love you,

I will always remember your front porch

And the way your lemonade could scrunch the face of any man.

Only in return do I expect a pair of wings crafted by your delicate hands,

And an angel to look over my shoulder.

Dear grandma,

Because I love you,

I will never forget.

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