When nights are long, and fear kicks in
I feel her presence, moving in
My grandmother arrives, to calm my fear
It is dark, but her presence is near
Her gentle light, touches my face
She wraps me in, I close my eyes
Though time and life, made her depart
She is in my heart, I know she is near
When nights are dark, she kindly appears
A ghost perhaps, but not to fear
She brings me peace, I know she is near
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©️Susan Fourtané, 2025 - All rights reserved (6/June/2025)
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Susan Fourtané
Susan Fourtané is a Science and Technology Journalist, a professional writer with over 18 years experience writing for global media and industry publications. She's a member of the ABSW, WFSJ, Society of Authors, and London Press Club.
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Comments (9)
This is beautiful, Susan
This was so wonderful and felt so reassuring. Loved your poem!
Wonderfully moving tribute
This is a beautiful tribute to you grandmother ❤️
This is lovely, Susan. My grandmas were my best friends, and I miss them both so much. I see them in little things throughout my day <3
A sweet ode to her, Susan.
So beautiful ⭐️💙⭐️
Gorgeous work Susan! Sorry 4 your loss... 🌸
I love this! My grandmother and I was really close. I miss her every day that she is gone.