I’ve not seen you in years
and you’ve changed.
Your hair is white now
it’s no longer gray.
You seem shorter and slower in your movements
but your face is still the same –
beautiful with only a few more wrinkles you got from laughing and smiling anyway.
I remember as a kid
you’d chase us around
when we were bad,
disciplined us and showed us how to behave.
But now I’m holding on to your hand
to keep you steady as you walk
instead of a walker or a cane.
When we were young and summer or winter holidays came
and our parents were too busy to keep us entertained
You took us with you and loved us in your warm grandmother way.
Breakfasts of tea and slices of bread with honey and butter spread.
Lunches were fairly elaborate and included home-made soup, salad and main course
a la love, grandmother’s special.
When we asked for something different
You did your best to provide and come through
Just to make us feel happy and…
maybe to keep us a little quieter too!
Your love for us shone and was always strong.
I remember it so well.
Those pictures are stored in my memory
and are dear to my heart.
Now we are taking pictures and I wonder,
Will this be the last one we take?
You’re getting older
and it’s hard for me to see you often
since we live on different continents.
So I stay in this now and cherish every laugh, hug, new memory made.
You may be my grandmother but I feel close to you…
sometimes closer than I feel to my own mother.
You truly are the greatest grandmother anyone could have
and I’m so happy , lucky and proud to call you my