After spoiling me rotten
You’ve passed on
But you’ll never be forgotten.
Homemade cookies
Candy and food
They always brought me up
No matter what my mood.
I look in the mirror
And see you there
But I could never be like you
With any small prayer.
I’ll love you forever
And miss you ‘til we meet again.
~This poem is dedicated to my Grandma Hanes, who died when I was 8. Her birthday is July 26th.
Randa Lee Hanes
Written in 2004
Copyright ©2009 Randa Lee Hanes
