I wrote this poem after a long visit with a woman whom I call Grandma. I stared to think about my future and my life, and I ended up writing this poem. I hope you like it!
Look at me, what do you see?
Do you see how beautiful or ugly I am?
Or do you see each tear these old eyes have shed.
The horrible grief and wondrous joy?
Do you see how hard these wrinkled hands have worked.
Do you see the real me?
Do you see my life, my hard aches and pain?
Do you feel how hard and yet so marvelous my life has been?
Of course not.
You see an old woman, nothing more.
Stop, stop and realize that my life was important
and I did make an impression!
Life is so very precious and I only wish I knew that sooner.
It's up to you now to live and take every moment
as an undeserving gift that only God can give.
Please don't be like me.
Don't take it for granted.
Please!
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I love the poem. It rememinded me of my own Gram that I lost a over a year ago in May.
melon
this poem is so sad. its just touched my heart in so many ways.
Jim
If our chrildren would only take it to heart and head our wornings of life. This was pointed and very good.
Conno
Sounds like the work of a very beautiful and soulfull young person!!
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