Grandmother Poem

A poem dedicated to a lovely Grandparent.

I Was Thinking Of Love, And You Came To Mind

© April Johnson
The poem below is dedicated to my Grandmother:

I was thinking of Love, and you came to mind.....I have many memories I would like to rewind.
Do you remember those days I would lie in your lap?....As you doodled my ears, I would take a short nap.
I'm remembering the nights that we spent together.....You would scratch my back gently, ever so tender.
As I rewind a bit more, I am seeing much fun.....I'm remembering the fall, and all the raking we done.
So many leaves piled by the tree....You would cover me up till I couldn't see.
Those are just a few of the memories I have.....Let's rewind a bit more to when I was bad.
I'm sorry for the times when I made you cry.....Looking back at the past, I'm not sure I know why.
I know as a child I was stubborn, selfish, and strange.....But look at me now, and how much I've changed.
I assume looking back, It's hard to understand.....That today I'm quite normal, I think God lent a hand.
The ending is near, I think I've said Enough!....I could go on forever, But ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
All joking aside, I would be up all night.....If I continued this poem, and continued to write.
There's just not enough words to express all the love.....Other that the words written above.
So I Thank You!....From the bottom of my heart, For loving me no matter what.

The poem below is dedicated to my Grandmother

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Published: Feb 2006

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  • That was so touching and beautiful! I'm so sorry for your loss. I dread the day I lose a grandparent, they mean so much more to me than anyone knows. That poem was truly amazing, how you got everything out like that! I'm sure she's looking down on you really proud.
    "I know as a child I was stubborn, selfish, and strange.....But look at me now, and how much I've changed." (My favorite line)

    Niana, Kentucky Submitted 9/24/2012
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