I Find Her Lounging Outside

I find her lounging outside

Calmly taking in all that is around her...

The leaves sway on the titanic size trees...

She wore her soiled gloves

And lying beside her were her gardening tools



The lines on her soft face showing only maturity...

Not age

The sweet smell of the roses and lilac linger,

The picture of perfection to me...



Walking through the door

Into the delicious smells,

She showers me with hugs,

And as she turns back to cooking,

I feel serene



Together we all are as a whole

Laughter, smiles, stories, and cherished moments...

I wish this could stay just as it is



I see her sleep in the living room with an angelic glow

She awakens and gathers me in her arms...

We fall into slumber and dream...

Beautiful and strong,

I love her more and more each day



My dad was there,

Every moment of that day,

Holding her there in his arms...

Time stops when the phone rings,

I hear the sound of...silence...

Taking her last breath he says he loves her...

As she slowly slips away from him...

And me



Now I dream and she is there

Often,

I can find her...

Lounging outside

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another one devoted to my grandmother, I wrote this when I was about 13 years old and just recently found it.

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