I Remember Grandma

I REMEMBER GRANDMA I was sent to grandma’s place for a week And she greeted me and kissed my cheek I helped her to cook and the mess was no problem to her. Grey wisps of hair knitted back constantly with finger With embedded wedding ring, covered with flour. And taste of her thick cherry compote after an hour. She told me bedtime stories sat on her stool, Oh, those bed sheets were always starchy and cool The smell of her fresh-ironed old linen apron Was there whenever I would waken Yes, I buried my face in her clothes, I knew her scent, Like a fledgling bird to the correct nest sent.