Memories of Grandma
I am reminded of... the days I would watch her work
in her flower garden for hours at a time
I am reminded of... the days she would take me by my
hand and say come along help grandma
I am reminded of... me carrying my little bucket along
to help her water all of her flowers
I am reminded of... The smiles that would cover grandma's
face when new flowers would be blooming
I am reminded of... sitting on the bench with her and watching
the butterflies fluttering amongst the flowers
I am reminded of... The birds singing their happy songs as they
flew around the flower garden
I am reminded of... the wind drifting by us and the fragrance of
the flowers floating all around us
I am reminded of...our walks back from the flower garden and
our talks along the path back to her house
I am reminded of...how much I miss her everytime I smell these
beautiful flowers that still grow in her flower garden
In Loving Memory of my Grandmother
Helen Lyvine (Fosnaught) Myers
Entry: 5th Poem on the Soup for P.D.'s contest
12th Place winner
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