GRANDMA'S LAST LULLABY 

Little girl so sad,
why do you weep so?
Grandma's gone to sleep, my love
she's gone where angels go.

Remember all the good times,
the magic hammock under the tree
and the time we spent together,
when it was only you and me.

Remember us swimming in the pool,
or taking our long walk,
playing bear school and tickle war,
or just taking time to talk.

Remember feeding all the Gulls,
in the restaurant parking lot.
When I'd ask you where your lunch went,
and you'd say, "I forgot."

Remember playing hide and seek,
the entire house, fair game.
You never stayed hidden longer,
than it took me to call out your name.

Remember me reading you poetry
that I had composed for you.
You'd do your best to rhyme your words,
for you wanted to write poems too.

Remember our shopping trips
and strolling through the mall
and cuddling in my bed at night
when you were very small.

Remember how I could always
chase away your fear,
you never had to worry
when you knew that I was near.

Remember when you had
your own personal Easter Bunny.
I did that for you, my love
even though I looked pretty funny

Remember the Halloween parties,
and how excited you always were,
when the ghosts and goblins, I created,
were real, you were sure.

Remember when you made me promise,
never to love another child?
I was yours and you were mine,
I hugged you tight and smiled.

Remember all our good times,
we never had any bad.
I want you to know only happiness,
don't waste time in being sad.

I know that God has something special,
he's chosen for me to do.
I'm going to be the Guardian Angel
that watches over you.


I love you Katelyn.

MY DAUGHTER

I stand back and marvel
   at all you've gone through.
You've made it past the pain
   and become a much stronger you.

I walked with you
   through your darkest hour.
I watched you wilt,
   like yesterday's flower.

I held your hand
   when you admitted defeat,
the day tempers flared,
   in passionate heat.

I watched you go down
   a hard bruising fall,
when I couldn't protect you,
   it hurt most of all.

Like a wounded bird,
   again taking to flight.
Like a full moon coming out,
   on the darkest of nights.

Like a beautiful flower,
   bursting forth from it's bud.
Like a wound healing over,
   from the last drop of blood.

I watched you emerge,
   from the hell you were in.
You started to live
   and learned trust again.

I was there for you,
   every step of the way,
a helpless witness,
   to the most tragic of plays.

You were the one,
   that turned things around.
You picked yourself up
   and got off of the ground.

You forged forward,
   never once looking back.
You came into the light
   and out of the black.

I tried to protect you
   with my love as a shield,
but you had to suffer
   before you were healed.

As seasons come
   and seasons go,
this was the time
   you had to grow.

You're going to be alright,
   of that I am sure,
for you're a much better woman
   than the girl that you were.

JOHN

It seems like there never was a time
   he wasn't part of my life,
but then I was only seventeen
   when I became his wife.

I had lead a protected life,
   never going anywhere
until he came along
   and showed me everything "out there".

He was my dearest friend,
   my confidant and lover,
The one person I could always trust
   far above any other

Everyone said it would never last
   that we were far too young,
but thirty years later, we're still here
   the last chorus not yet sung.

Even when he went away,
   to a war he had to fight,
I knew that he'd return to me,
   it was to be our plight.

He used to send me little cartoons,
   that told me what "love is.."
I used to smile and store them away
   for I knew my love was his.

Two beautiful daughters he's given me
   and together we've watched them grow.
He's been there through good times and bad,
   the high times and the low.

When I knew that I had cancer,
   it was him that I turned to.
I didn't need anyone else,
   I knew he'd see me through.

When his heart broke down,
   I was the one, he was calling for.
I rushed to the hospital to be by his side,
   he cried as I walked through the door.

I stayed with him both night and day,
   as he had done for me.
We were one, I felt his pain.
   That's what love should be.

Now we're growing older,
   walking through our twilight years,
sharing memories we've created
   with laughter and some tears.

If I died tomorrow,
   I know that he'd be there,
to hold my hand, to help me go
   to show me that he cares.

Someone told me once,
   that our heaven was here on Earth.
Our destiny is set for us,
   from the moment of our birth.

I was destined to be his wife,
   and to his children, always their mother.
If God gave me the choice to do over again,
   I would never choose any other.