I Miss Grandma

Grandma’s love was sweet, pure, sincere and very dear,
The day she died I tried not to cry, but couldn't hold back the tears.

I text mom and said, “She’s gone!” My mother said, “Gone where?”
For she didn’t know Grandma was gone to be with the man upstairs.

My grandma was very faithful and knew her Bible well,
From Genesis to Revelations there were so many stories to tell,

She made sure we were in church on Sundays; in order to understand,
The Bible verses the way she did and to learn about the “Almighty” man,

She had a beautiful voice; she sung hymns and songs so well,
“A charge” was her favorite hymn; at least from what I could tell,

She sung that hymn the best could and it was music to my ears,
To hear my grandma sing a song made my eyes well up with tears,

Grandma was a great cook; she could broil, fry and bake,
She cooked a mean peach cobbler; that taste better than any cake,

Her food was very tasty; she had that magic touch,
She knew how to measure her ingredients without the measuring cups,

She’s gone to a better place now; a place I hope to see,
She’s not dead and gone for she’s resting peacefully,
She was truly loved and that she’ll always be,

Now she’s up there in heaven watching over me.