In memories I walk
Gentle steps
That remind me of you
And the memories we built together
Nonna and Granddaughter
Memories of my own
And shared with my cousins.
For a long time
I feel as if after you died
We were brought together
Only to drift apart again
With words spoken in anger
I wonder what you must think
Of what happened
But now I feel like
I am walking two steps forward
And three steps back
But Nonna I know you knew my heart
And the Lord hears my prayers
And someday we will be that
Loving family
Once again.
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
July.16.09
11: 02 P.M PST
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