GRANDMOTHERS
A thought, a word
Can excite and stir up
More feelings than about
Anything else in the world.
A memory, a face, a smile
Brings memories flooding
Back, forcing you to stop
Dead in your tracks.
Children and grandkids
Giggles and looks, all
Take me to a place
Where I once belonged.
A Grandmother’s mind
Becomes obsessed with
All the loves in her life.
Rocking or resting she
Thrives on what once was
And smiles to herself, wishing
She could pack every moment
And take it with her to into the depth of the earth.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
7/26/2015
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