pointman11

Nine years ago today, the matriarch of my entire world passed away after a long fight. She was the rock I build the foundation of my life, the shelter the housed a weary soul, the inspiration for a lost man. I think of you every day, and still wake trying to be the best that you taught me to be. In honor of her memory, this is a poem I wrote for her. I love and miss you, Grandma

I want to remember the times we shared
times that dance on the fringe of memories
conversations we share with no one else
laughter between two in private jokes

I want to feel your hand on my face
the soft caring touch that you once gave me
fingers caressing my head
tracing my scattered thoughts below

I want to look into your eyes again
blue as ocean water sparkling underneath the noon day sun
love swam in such a tide
proud of the man you saw before you

I want to smell the kitchen you use to dominate
morning, noon, and night
always quick to accommodate a guest
never too much trouble

I want to taste the air that your perfume would linger
embracing me with all the comforts of home
comforting me in the darkest of days
always you and unique

I want to hear you say my name again
watching words form on your lips
your voice embraces me
I am never alone

I want to honor everything you taught me
to pass on all that you have shared
selflessly giving all you could give
so I may be a better man

I want to love the way you loved me
unconditional, unquestioning, unwavering
for your love is all I have
to face everyday without you, grandma

Dorothy Leana Williams

July 21, 1921 - May 3, 2004