It's been a year now
A year of being reminded of you
Thinking of you whenever I see the ocean
Or see my mom making the same meal you would always make us
Or see my grandmother. She has your eyes
And your smile, even though that's impossible to replicate
I think of you when I see an automatic reclining chair like the one my brother and I would fight over at your house
And when I see Judge Judy on TV
Or, especially, when I see deserts. Any kind rinds me of you now
Just know you aren't forgotten
I'm reminded of you every day
Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 7:22 AM UTC
It's been a year now
A year of being reminded of you
Thinking of you whenever I see the ocean
Or see my mom making the same meal you would always make us
Or see my grandmother. She has your eyes
And your smile, even though that's impossible to replicate
I think of you when I see an automatic reclining chair like the one my brother and I would fight over at your house
And when I see Judge Judy on TV
Or, especially, when I see deserts. Any kind rinds me of you now
Just know you aren't forgotten
I'm reminded of you every day
Meant to post this yesterday but I forgot to. Oops. This is another poem for my Great Granmother who died a year ago yesterday. Sorry it's not the best poem, I just wanted to write something
