This poem was written in memory of a life lived well. A woman who loved, and was beloved by her family. Her memory and inspiration live on through this poem.
© Rhela K. Fretz
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.
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