She loves to look at old things And remember times gone by; A rhinestone pin, a filled dance c… Or Grandpa’s bow tie. Old photographs, a handkerchief,

Alas, her child, you listen to her… For she holds a story about the se… What is behind its placid shore? There’s more, her child, so much,… There is a dreadful thing down the…

Splashes of color, Flowery carpet, Perfectly arranged, A mighty graphic. Waters descending,

She saved her visits for late in t… After the fields had been mowed, The chores completed and supper ea… The last clean dish put away. They would sit on the porch

Veracious blood has finally come,… Can’t the world love each other as… Anger, rage has to overcome. She listens to the man’s humble wo… How he raped many sistas and gave…

...She gazed out her window there’… Drifts on the stair. With her nos… Time as a child, oh how she though… Christmas comes to her mind, full… The house is all deckled with tins…

Gazing into the eyes of the Beholder, she feels wisdom and Courage. Once again he motivates Her to continue. His poise is her Foundation. If ever her soul beco…

The helpless newborn baby cries. Distraught his mother weeps. Adoption separates their bond That they may never meet. The birth mother ever grieves her…

That’s the way Mother would want… Pick out something you’d like to k… Make it something special that wou… Remind you of Grandma. Here’s some nice depression glass.

The earth is a woolen fabric. Tawny and umber The trees are lace. Gray and blac… The crystalline sky is clear, And silver as glass.

The trees are silently weeping, Love only knows what secrets they… Tears, pain & fearfulness seem to… Of people who sit under her branch… Listen & hear her rustling, like t…

The elderly are here For a reason she is sure Wisdom they all have Of a life that is pure Rolling with punches

The time they have will never end. A dream of hers that will begin. A heart and soul that will soon me… From when it was torn in two. A cry for help that’s finally been…

Her son left home again today. He spread his wings and flew away On a sleek and silver jet that Became a speck in the blue sky Seconds after it lifted

By chance, where are you? He always hears a call After looking so much, Not even a glimpse of a person. There are many insisting messages