Grandmother

In my Rose Garden of memories
I see you standing there,
An angel in disguise
Who taught me how to care.

I long to hear your voice
for real, not in my dreams;
I am missing you so much these days
how empty my world seems.

People say time heals all wounds
that someday the pain will subside,
But Grandma I can tell you
I think they must have lied.

The emptiness I am feeling now
is strong and I am weak,
These days go by without you
so dreary and so bleak.

In my Rose Garden of memories
I know you’ll always be,
for though you’re gone from this mortal world
In my heart you’ll always be.

© Victoria L. Payne