Best Sadgrandmother Poems
I see your smile within my mother
I hear your laughter in my own
I miss you every waking moment
The first granmother I had
And the first grandmother that died
I love you Francisca but I never got to tell you that
I know you look down on me from Heaven because that is your new home
I hope I can be some one that you will be proud of
I love you very much for the beautiful person on the inside and outside that u were
I know our family struggled but you were always there to help us
My mother misses you so dearly but she lives in your wonderful memory
Mi Abuelita you are my true grandmother
You loved my brothers and I before you knew us and you still do
So this is for you my Grandmother you who smile down at us each and every day
I apoligize for the wrong my aunts and grandpa did you but they were so confused
I love you forever and always Mi Abuelit en el Cielo ( My grandmother up in Heaven)
One day we will be together again you and our family.....
Grandma's old ring
Everyday grandma put on
A diamond ring
With words engraved
On the back.
I never got a chance to see these words
For they were always hidden.
I built up courage
To ask my beloved grandmother about this beautiful ring,
Her crystal eyes filled with tears
As a knot tied in my stomach,
"This ring was given to me by your grandfather,
My husband,
Before he was killed in war.
I've kept it for many years as a memory."
She took this jewel off her frail hand
And with a swift motion
Set it down on a table.
Crying tears of agony
She rest her head
On my shoulder.
She looks out the window
From her old rocking chair
With wrinkles on her face
And gray in her hair
She talks about her roses
And, as she smiles, she'll say
"Those roses are pefect,
God made them that way"
"They're more than just flowers,
They're a symbol of love;
"A gift from on High
From the Father above"
"The thorns will remind us,
Of the pain that He bore;
"And its petals, the beauty
Of Heavens sweet shore"
"My time is near over,
I'll be leaving here soon;
"And I want you to bury me,
Where the roses bloom"
My grandmother showered us
In the love that she gave
And there's three dozen roses
That now cover her grave