A Time when I was Young
Thank You to Grandma
Oh Grandma I look forward to seeing you again someday in heaven. This poem is about happier times in my childhood at my Grandma's house. It is funny, not really funny, but my little brother told my mother one time when he fell, to call Grandma in Florida so she could worry.
Grandma was notorious for worrying, and with good cause. We were not living in a safe environment but we always knew that when we were with Grandma we would be safe. She lived 3 houses from us when we were young, thank God, because I always knew that no matter how bad it got, that she was close. That wasn't always so.
This one is for you Grandma!
Was there ever a happy time,
When I was once young?
Was that ever so,
Was I ever young?
I truly do not know.
There were times,
Running to Grandma's house,
Feeling invincible like Mighty Mouse.
Exploring her yard
I was not on guard.
First to know when berries were ripe,
Even though Grandpa would gripe.
Get out of the garden!
He would call,
I wouldn't listen.
Not at all.
Running sprite like,
Colt legs browned by the sun.
I would find such delight,
Discovering cherries and blueberries.
I Climbed the apricot tree,
Grandma's pride I was.
She saw the blessing in me.
Feeling my joy,
She always smiled at me.
Impressing her with my discoveries.
OH Grandma how I loved thee.
And I always will.
Thank you for loving me.
Thank you for saving me
From the hounds of hell,
At least when I was with you.
Published by Shana Dines
Shana is an award winning artist. Her specialty is pastel portraits and watercolors. She has illustrated a children's book and has written and illustrated one now in publishing. She is a Christian but believ... View profile
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22 Comments
Post a CommentSo lovely...
Very sweet poem. You certainly are a very talented woman and good friend.
This is so lovely it brought tears to my eyes. I was very close to my grandmother too.
Wonderful work. Grandmas are so important!
Thanks for sharing such great memories.
Fred Rogers often took a moment of silence with audiences to think of those who "loved them into being". It sounds like your Gramma was one of those people. Beautiful reminder of unconditional love and simple pleasures. (Thanks for the comment too!)Adding you to faves!
Lovely.
What beautiful memories, Secretsides...a safehaven within a raging tempest. Thank God for your dear Grandma. I'm so sorry for the sweet child who had to endure, but you had the blessing of one loving, worrying grandmother. I smiled at your brother's comment over wanting Grandma to worry. That's really very poignant. He knew where the love flowed. Thanks for sharing this with us. Bless you and your grandma's sweet spirit.
So beautiful! I think I'm going to post a link to this on my homepage.....if that's ok? Let me know if you want me to take it down. I figure since you'll be making more money you won't mind but if in case you do, I will. This reminded me of my grandmother that doesn't speak to me anymore. We were like that back then.
I can SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO identify with this. My grandmother was my rock.