Grandmother Poem by Martin Greyford

I remember every moment
I had with you,
Every laugh and every tear.
I sometimes still dream that you're alive.

I remember when I got ma stitches
you were right there next
to me in every step.
I remember what you told me,
not to cry.
but that was much worse, people die.

I remember when I broke my arm
you were there,
so caring and so loving.
I remember when I got sick.
but now all that is left of you are the memories.
I still sometimes cry about you.
I miss you so much grandmother.

I wish you were alive.
so that I could see
your face and hear your voice.
but now I understand that you
are in a better place,
but I still wish........
sometimes........
that you......
alive........
grandmother.....