When autumn leaves have fallen,
When winter's snow lays deep,
When spring returns the daffodils
And the summer harvest has been reaped.
My memories of my Grandmother stay deep inside myhead,
It makes me smile, sometimes laugh, sometimes maybe cry,
Because she was such a happy human being
Who taught me about life that's why.
She loved the beauty around her, children she adored,
Her talent was endless, her poetry you had to applaud.
She was a country girl was Gran, a worker through and through.
She would often chat to me about the things she had to do.
She had a great sense of humour that I can only say,
Would make me laugh all day.
She had ninety four years on this planet,
And lived everyone to the full.
She even on occasion had me winding up her wool.
Dear Gran as I write this poem I begin to shed a few tears.
When I think of the happy times we had throughout the years.
Create memories for all season's positive thought she would say.
You.ve got to get on with it son, live for today.
So as I look up into a starry sky I blow my Gran a kiss.
And wish her a 'Happy Birthday' way up in heaven
And thank her for all her LOVE and Care for me.
God bless Gran, Love Tony XXXXXXX
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