My Nan
Current mood: confused
There's a small little woman,
I wish you all could know.
I'll do my best to describe her,
As her love I cannot show.
With a heart as pure as gold,
Carrying a smile upon her face.
Lot's of memories she will share,
Her mind you'll not erase.
Her hands so soft and wrinkled,
As the warmth they always show.
Can you picture her right now,
With your hearts so all a glow.
Growing old and fragile,
Her body growing weak.
When you ask her a question,
She will answer mild and meek.
She loves her sons & daughters,
Her grandchildren are her glow.
She loves to see you come,
But cries when you should go.
She's my one and only NANNY,
And oh how I love her so.
So God please look out to her,
Until her time to go.
Eileen (AKA SWEET)
April 25th, 2006
