The first day of spring
I sat in the swing
And listened to
The birds sing
And it was
A beautiful thing.

Your laughter courses
through my veins
warming to the core,
igniting a fire
like no other

I am your grandmother.

Sing your song
and tell your story
be the beauty
in the wild,
but always remember
my love for you burns
like no other

grandchild.

As long as you're in love with me
I will never cease to be.

Before you judge
Another's heart
Examine your own
Inside and out.
What you criticize
In another
Is what yours
Is all about.

death is a doorway
Life is a lane
Where we all travel
One and the same.

A thought, a word
A hope that stays
Throughout our lives
And powers our days
A smile, a nod
That makes us feel
Better than what
We thought was real
What turns our souls
To the devil's chagrin
May be the simple
Prayers within
So I will proceed
To pen and be
Prayerful
In my poetry.