Jaycee Cervenka Poet Rhyme

Elderly Angel

You aren't my grandmother, only a friend, 
But I'll be so sad when you time here ends. 
Luminous blue eyes; hair like pearls in sunlight 
Your smile always greets me with avid delight. 

For ninety seven years you've lived your life, 
Many of them sad and filled with strife. 
Outliving your family and many friends, too 
Yet, your beautiful spirit is still shining through. 

You are one of my heroes, should I be so bold, 
A prime example of Life though your body is old. 
In a home confined, you exude dignity and grace, 
By the touch of your hand I see God's face. 

And in the end when you hear His call, 
The angels will meet you with joy, one and all; 
With hearts of rejoicing and open arms. 
For you are a testament to God's love and charm. 

Jscervenka,2002

(This is one of my earliest writes that I had forgotten about and found at my abandon site, but did not want to abandon the feeling that went into it or the person who inspired it.)

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Andrea Dietrich June 26, 2015 at 9:14 AM It's nice to find an older one like this to post. Very sweet. I see it was written about the same time I got into poetry!! Bye now. I'm on a trip soon but maybe will be able to come here while I am over there!

Thomas Martin May 12, 2015 at 9:43 AM Memorable! Good use of rhyme and meter! Have felt the same sometimes. . . Jaycee Cervenka May 12, 2015 at 12:54 PM One of these days I may get back to the rhyme and meter style of writing, but at this point it just frustrates. Jan

Jack Ellison April 14, 2015 at 2:40 PM What a touching tribute to you grandmother, dear Janet... SWEET! Loving hugs, Jack xxx Jaycee Cervenka April 15, 2015 at 9:33 AM Jack she was not my grandmother. I met here when I set up a program with a nursing facility that allowed my special needs students to go and interact at social times. We led exercises and they taught my students games. It's one of the most satisfying things I've done as a teacher. Despite being one of the older residence, she always had a smile and remember every student, and my family whom she had never met. A real sweetheart! She has since passed away, but meeting her was a blessing. ~Jan

Emile Pinet April 14, 2015 at 11:55 AM This poem is bright and breezy with a “fabreeze” kind of freshness that lingers after the words are read, like an exotic aroma. Very descriptive imaginative use of words, skillfully constructed with finesse. Beautiful words expressed from the heart of a poet. Emile. #7 Jaycee Cervenka April 15, 2015 at 9:29 AM Thanks Emile! A very lovely lady inspired this, so I'm glad you find it so well crafted my friend. Hugs ~Jan

Robert Lindley April 13, 2015 at 6:43 PM Superb , heartfelt tribute poem. Love to read this poem today. Life must end to begin again in another realm.. ..A7 Jaycee Cervenka April 14, 2015 at 12:56 AM Thanks Robert and yes it must.

Pace Ink-U-Script April 13, 2015 at 2:12 PM Beautiful heart-felt write..enjoyed reading Janet. Jaycee Cervenka April 13, 2015 at 4:23 PM Pace, thank you for stopping by to read this and comment. I've been away for a few days so it was nice to see it had gotten some notice. ~Jan

Arthur Vaso April 11, 2015 at 1:26 AM This is so beautiful, I wish more people would take the time to listen, help and also learn from our elders! Arthur Vaso April 13, 2015 at 9:19 PM Yes, I can see you really admired her, and thats whats so great, when we take the time and effort into other people. You are very sweet! Jaycee Cervenka April 13, 2015 at 4:20 PM Arthur, this dear lady has since past but her mind was still good and she had such a gentle soul. She was a joy to be around. Thanks for commenting. ~Jan