looking back way back when
I recollect Grandma in her chair
and braided plum to her toes
was long, lapping gray hair
she sat there with a big smile
and would gaze into your eyes
big beautiful brown reflections
house smelled of apple pies
I will never forget her
as long as it's God's will
her memories are few
but they linger with me still
written on 3-10-2015 @ 12:58 a.m.