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I Remember Grandma

I remember Grandma’s   beauty
  The way she’d grace her smile at me
I remember Grandma’s duty
  Holding family together

I remember the old large home 
  A large yard with a cyclone fence
I remember no small kitties
  Couldn’t afford the extra expense

I remember no TV set
To watch Dragnet or Lassie shows
I remember a radio
Latin Music she always chose

I remember the Impala 
Cool 1950’s model rove
Crazy grandma behind the wheel
Had to close your eyes when she drove

I remember her   kindness
Her home was your home to visit
Stacks of warm homemade tortillas,
Tamales, warm food in the skillet

I remember gradually
With small tremors, slurred speech, stiffness, 
She had uncontrollable shakes
Parkinson’s disease her illness

    I remember Grandma’s   beauty 
        I remember Grandma’s   kindness 
            I remember Grandma’s    caress
                I remember Grandma’s   illness

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Kevin Shaw

Date: 9/18/2017 5:40:00 PM

A wonderful tribute to Grandma(s) Evokes wonderful memories, unfortunately a touch of sadness too, my Grandma left us with Dementia, kind regards, Kevin x

Eve Roper
Date: 9/18/2017 6:50:00 PM

Hello Kevin, thank you for reading... Dementia was part of the Parkinson.. My dad also was claimed with it I hear it is hereditary. ~`*

Nette Onclaud

Date: 11/12/2016 1:27:00 PM

ohh, the longing and endless affirmation of grandma's essence... heartwarming indeed, eve.. huggs

Eve Roper
Date: 11/12/2016 7:11:00 PM

thank you, Nette, Hugs Eve

Charlie Smith

Date: 11/11/2016 10:56:00 PM

Let's remember the homemade tortillas and try to forget verse 6. Well done Eve...

Eve Roper
Date: 11/11/2016 11:03:00 PM

Thank you, Charlie, it would be nice to put verse 6 it is so hard because I saw my dad pass with the same disease Hugs Eve

White Wolf

Date: 11/11/2016 8:51:00 PM

A beautiful poem Eve, I remember mine was always cooking in the kitchen something yummy for us kids.

Eve Roper
Date: 11/12/2016 10:23:00 AM

Hello Rick, my grandma's kitchen always smelt so good.. thank you for the inspirations Hugs Eve

Daniel Turner

Date: 11/11/2016 6:55:00 PM

I remember my grandmas too Mrs Eve. I remember all of the stories they used to tell me about the old days. Both were just like taffy, tough and sweet:) I love this poem. It brings back a lot of memories.

Eve Roper
Date: 11/12/2016 10:21:00 AM

Hello Daniel, both my grandmas were like you said like taffy, tough and sweet. Hugs Eve