My Godmother being Emma Williams
A woman who died at 98
A God fearing Godmother to whom I truly appreciate
I still remember her even to this date
Mrs Emma Williams was more than a Godmother as I always called her Aunt Emma
My Godmother was a woman of true love
She was born in Barnwell, South Carolina having hospitality to think of
I remember going to her house, she would always cook me a meal
At one point, we lived in the same Brownstone in Brooklyn, New York
My Godmother lived on the Second Floor
We lived on the First Floor
What happy memories I have and remember
When my Godmother moved away to another location, I still visited her
I remember one afternoon she pulled a bag of laughs out, and all I could do was laugh uncontrollable
I also remember when my Grandmother died, and I called my Godmother for encouragement, I told my Godmother I wanted to cry
She stated, “Don’t you cry as you are never alone”. I felt inspired, and saw a world that I never known
Now my Grandmother and Godmother were good friends
But my Godmother is being remembered, and will never ever be forgotten
“My heart extends into Heaven, and my focus being on my Godmother. The joy you gave me here being on Earth. You enriched with my life full of goodness and blessings beyond. I will remember you now and forever more.