Fingertip To Fingertip
Fingertip to Fingertip,
Wanting the right words to slip,
Far away is where to jaunt,
Holding near is all I want.
Fingertip to fingertip,
Kiss me here; lip to lip.
Heavy times come to all,
A dead ends the next wall.
Talk becomes cheap,
The road life turns steep.
Hold up every thought,
Soak in all that she’s taught.
Sitting so close at heart,
Reading the cancer as a chart.
Fingertip to Fingertip,
Giving one choice; to grip,
Grip onto reality,
As we minus from our family tree.
Taking away like a knife,
Taking away a loved one, a wife.
A mother with patience of a dove,
A grandmother with an unconditional love.
Fingertip to fingertip,
My hearts pumping; Flip,
A promise to never be broken,
Always close to me like a token.
Love will always be near,
Thank you Grandma for your care.
Copyright © Stacey Behal | Year Posted 2011
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