Sunday, June 8, 2008

My Grandma's an Angel


Saying goodbye wasn’t that difficult for me
As my beloved grandmother lay in her casket
She wasn’t there, her spirit was elsewhere
Nearby, ready to protect us all

Many times during the ensuing years
Her strong influence has been near at hand
Watching over us, bringing comfort
As death, divorce and sicknesses came

Grandma was full of laughs and loves
Always ready with a loaf of hot bread
A listening ear and a warm embrace
Tribulation she knew about first hand

A widow with five dependent children
Work and struggles were her lot in life
Fiercely independent, yet optimistic
You could always count on her

After her untimely death and absence
One night in a dream she visited me
Questioning her about guardian angels
For my fatherless sons, she confided,

I am watching over them daily
Always there to guard each of them
From danger and harm, what a blessing
She continues to be in our lives