Nan

When I was young, arrogant and brave.
You stood on the sidelines with an encouraging wave.

When I was older, bullish and loud.
You still found something in me, of which to be proud.

With a wife and children, came less time.
You made this family, as much yours, as mine.

Christmas and Birthdays, a card you always sent.
Time and company, with you, not enough spent.

Nan, now that you are gone, and that must be.
Please remember, I love you, as much as you loved me.