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 A Gift for Grandma Dedications 3/27/2008
 A Mother's Broken Heart Grieving and Loss 3/5/2016
 A Mother's Prayer Insight 3/20/2008
 A Parent's Undying Love Misc 3/17/2009
 A Slip of the Tongue Inspirational Poems 3/23/2008
 A Special Kind of Love Insight 4/11/2012
 A True Dedicated Soldier of God Inspirational Poems 8/1/2008
 Addiction Life 5/27/2008
 After the Storm Life 2/11/2016
 Aging With Dignity Humorous Poems 10/6/2018
 Ain't Gonna Happen Humorous Poems 7/1/2012
 All It Takes Is a Smile Inspirational Poems 2/6/2008
 As I Watched From My Window Inspirational Poems 8/4/2008
 At Sea Grieving and Loss 2/11/2008
 At Sea Dedications 3/28/2008
 At the End of the Day Inspirational Poems 5/8/2015
 At the End of the Day Inspirational Poems 10/8/2017
 At the End of the Day Insight 8/28/2018
 Autumn's Replication Revisited Misc 5/24/2008
 Back In the Day Life 3/18/2008
 Before the Break of Day Inspirational Poems 4/25/2011
 Bereavement Grieving and Loss 2/11/2008
 Betrayal Inspirational Poems 3/16/2008
 Betrayed Inspirational Poems 9/13/2018
 Broken Insight 4/27/2012
 Building A Memory Insight 3/19/2008
 Building A Memory Childrens Poetry 2/11/2008
 Building a Memory Nature 4/30/2015
 Cherub Face Childrens Poetry 2/23/2016
 Children of the Day Insight 9/10/2018
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A Gift for Grandma

In the heat of the noonday sun
we picked apples from the old apple tree that
stood in an open field where we once run,

We waded through a little stream
and climbed a rickety fence
to give our fresh picked fruit to Grandma,
she would bake them in her old wooden stove
where the heat was so intense,

Sometimes she made fresh applies pies
and entered them in the county fair,
everyone there knew about my grandma's cooking
and cheered when she walked away with first prize,

That's why God made Grandmas,
patient, wise, and kind,
and that's why God made Grandchildren,
For emotional ties that bind.


© Janice Bumbalough Marler
poetrybyjan@nc.rr.com
September 11, 2003

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