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Woman with White hair
You've live a good life
You've been more than one mans wife.
You cant really speak
your bones are frail
your heart is weak.
You remain strong though
Your stronger than they think
You have trouble seeing,
but that doesnt stop you from opening your eyes.
Your so amazed at everything that goes by
Yes I have a car now
In 4 months I'll be seventeen
You'd be so proud of my dreams
I still have all the gifts you gave me
I keep everything.
Oh how time flys
But please please dont cry
I'll hold your hand if you stumble
I wont let you fall
You know I'll be here just give me a call
I'll never forget you
I wont forget you at all
You dont look to good
You dont look the same
Oh how things change
But beauty remains
Even if for now you dont remember my name.
You dont know how much I care
Im sorry I couldnt help but stare
Untill the very last day you know I'll be there
Dont give up on me
Your such a strong woman with white hair.
Like you I draw my strength from my Grandmother. When times are tough and there seems to be now way out, I remember the struggles that Grandma went through being widowed at a very young age with 8 children. I remember her ability to make everyone of her grandchildren and greatgrandchildren feel special. So when I think I can't go on I remember Grandma and realize that she gave me her greatest strength in believing that tomorrow will be better than today and that there is always hope and faith. So relish the moments that you spend with your grandma's whether by phone or in person because there will come a time when they will go forward and meet our Creator. I loved your poem because it came from your heart and that's where our most treasured thoughts and emotions are. Keep on writing beautiful sentiments.