Beyond the Rain
The radio played an old familiar song
As they quietly drove along
It had rained that day
When they sent Grandma off to heaven
"The angels are crying" she had heard mom say
Grandma took her glorious journey at age seventy seven
And as she sat in the car
With raindrops rolling down the windshield like tears
She thought of those years
She had spent at Grandma's house
Oh how Grandma would bake those apple pies
And read her all those nursery rhymes
It was then she let out a youthful sigh
Those were such happy times
And as she looked beyond the rain
She could almost hear Grandma say "I love you"
Her tears then fell as she whispered
"I love you too Grandma".....
And the rain played on.....
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Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2014
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