Heilan Hame Poem by Jim O'Donnell

Grannies house I remember well
That home made baking I can smell
That loving smile upon her face
Grannies was a cheerful place

Grandkids knocking at her door
All had been there many times before
Old and frail we give her no rest
Because our granny was the best

In my grannies heilan hame
Nothing now does feel the same
She past away the other day
And no goodbye did she say

Granny I will remember you
And all the things we used to do
Your silver hair fantastic smile
And we’d always sit in talk a while

The place will never be the same
In my grannies heilan hame


11 10 2010
Chellaston