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My grandma died in October..I miss her a lot.. just memories to comfort me, I guess. |
| I'm missing the footsteps to the window in the we hours of every night I'm craving the smell of her kitchen where she baked with her soul I'm thirsting for her voice and the knowledge she shared I'm sentimental at the thought of her smile and the love in her eyes Whether she's present or absent down here or up there she remains in my heart forever and always I know she'll be there At night as I'm drifting to sleep I still feel her eyes as she checks up on me When I'm feeling real down I can still feel her embrace, so loving and true Watching as storms build in the sky I am comforted by the talks that we've had No matter how lonesome I get I remember her laugh, her heart, and her smile and I'm able to go on |