Her Grandma Poem by Jim Yerman

Her Grandma



Her Grandma was always ready with a hug as she walked through the door
The kind of hug you don't forget…that can't be duplicated any more.

Her Grandma had a certain knack…of making her feel like a star…
Like how she always had her favorite cookies…waiting in her cookie jar.

Like how her Grandma would always listen…smile then agree…
after asking her…when you grow up…what do you want to be?

When she looks back on her Grandma…she thinks what wonderful times those were…
how much she loved her Grandma…how much those visits meant to her…

And now that she's a grandma…
her grandchildren's visits follow a familiar theme…
She greets them with a hug,
a cookie,
and she listens to their dreams.

Monday, July 8, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: grandmother
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