Memory of Grandmother

To my grandmother

who passed away on April 22, 2012

at 1:13 pm

Roses turn black in the fading of light, 

the smiles that we wore are 

turned around at night. 

Our laughs live on, deep inside

And I think of all the good ol times.

Our long hikes up to the mountain top,

I'll never forget our favorite spot.

Or our little cafe we called 

"Morgans Johnny JumpUp Cake 

Cafe By the River'

We named trees and rocks, 

so we could see our progress as we 

went farther and

farther on our trail

The clay pots we make from scratch. 

How we had wet clay all up our arms,

and our legs were sore 

from moving the pedal round and round

The trips we made on our 4-wheelers, 

to take the dogs to a run to the ponds

Our expeditions up in the woods, to see what 

herbs we could find

and what kind of tea we could make

with them

The ring that you gave to me,

is something that I shall forever cherish

The stars that we studied 

through our own pair of binoculars 

We stayed up so late, 

forgetting about the clock

We laughed so hard,

we never wanted to stop

The smiles we shared, will never be forgotten.

And as the roses turn black on the outside, 

the memory lives on forever, deep inside 

Never to be forgotten


~MorganElizabeth
Composed on 4-23-12