Peaches And Cream (A Poem In Memory Of My Granny) Poem by chantelle ribeiro

I remember your skin
Peaches and cream
A tiny woman
A big dream
As a child I watched you bake
your cheeks rosy from the heat
Always busy
never beat
I admired your beauty
that inner glow
I thought you were pretty
Delicate as a rose
You spoke softly
Sometimes you seemed shy
A beautiful song I sang
made you cry
You barely spoke English
I didn't care
You were my granny
with the soft white hair...
In the arms of the angels
may you rest
and know in our hearts
you will be missed...