On the outside things have changed so much. No more makeup, no more dancing, no more curling her hair and such.
She laughs that jolly laugh, and smiles that beautiful smile. There's an emptiness in her eyes that's been there awhile.
It's hard to see my grandma so different than she was, but one thing that has remained is that wonderful grandma love.
Her hands are wrinkled now, her hair has turned gray, but that sparkle in her eyes is truly there to stay.
I hope each day she wakes she knows that I have prayed, that god holds her close, and makes her worries fade.
So if you have the chance call her and say, grandma I wanted to tell you I'm thinking of you today.
I LOVE YOU GRANDMA!!
Copyright © Monica Barrows | Year Posted 2014
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