Spirit

I am the wonderful
smell of tulips and roses
banana bread on a Sunday morn

I am the one yodeling in the morn
to wake my loved ones. I am the
listening ear when no one would care

I teach and you are my sweet, sweet peach
I garden and cook for the ones I took. I loved and was loved back.
I was a great great daughter mother wife and grandmother
but now my spirit lives on in the heart of my loved ones and those I loved

I am Golda Lucinda Illum Moulding
In loving memory of our wife mother daughter and grandmother. We miss you

This poem was written for my grandmother, who passed away 3 years ago.