Grandma's Legacy

GRANDMA’S LEGACY

Her Wisdom Made Me Grow

Her eyes were tired and weary,

And bones creaked as she walked.

Her voice was weak and fragile

Every time she talked.

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I often recall years ago.

When I was just a girl,

One hundred strokes were counted

As she brushed my every curl.

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I wish that she had written down

The stories that she told.

Nanny would have been a millionaire

From the books she could have sold.

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When “Once Upon a Time” began,

I’d sit on Nanny’s knee.

As she spoke her many volumes,

I’d listen eagerly.

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We’d often share a cup of tea

And homemade English bread.

When she recited poetry,

I heard every word she said.

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I wish I could remember

All the stories and her rhymes.

Her memory had failed her –

As all things do with time.

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So now, I write my poetry

Because the seeds she’d sown,

I’ll leave my legacy behind

For grandchildren of my own.