She fades with the looking glass
Time does not hold still
Her journey must eventually pass
Knowing does not end will
Her presence in this life
Stories to each they wrote
She is pretty as the loosestrife
Soothing calls from a song’s note
She is remembered…
Quilts of warmth hold tight
Her sweet voice murmured
Goodbye to another light
Love you always
Grandmother
Thoughts Untold Written 