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40 days been and gone -since you left us all alone, A void-filled presence follows me, reminds me of your memory; Your sweetest smile, reassuring embrace, Your knowing look -which always set the pace.
My grandmother sat in her chair, Her head covered with white-grey hair. I looked into her old gold-brown eyes, Innocent, they told no lies.
#household Unbuttoning my skirt to make way for more food; Today I sin; I'm eating a bit more than I should.
Cookies up to the ceiling,. Cakes coming out of my ears,. But that sweet gingerbread house,. Lurks at the edge of my fears,. Always pudding on offer,. And home-made cheesecake,.
#cheesebattle. Daring D,. You Irish fiend,. You stole my Nan,. Or so it seemed,. You see, my Nan's from Germany,. So Guten Nachte,. To Daring D,. She laced your sheets,. With Parmesan,.
She's been there everyday of my life. We've never argued or fought. If I ever need help she is the first to offer it whatever the problem is.
An actual conversation between me and my grandma: Me (slouching as teenagers do on the sofa) Grandma: sitting like that you look 3 months pregnant Me: *silence* what?!?.
I guess I better make a start On your poetic request, You always said out of we six At capturing words I was best.
As a boy I was fortunate, I was loved and encouraged, I felt safe always. Days endless and sunny, Running In between furze and rose, Each moment remarkable.
I don't really understand why. I've listened to what the doctors say and nodded a lot. A few painful words stick to my brain, like flies caught in a spider's web. Brain tumour. Nothing we can do.