Thursday, February 13, 2014

I Miss Her

"Dawn Melisser, the little Pisser!"  
"Don't let your mom know I said that." 

Grandma, the pain is so real, so alive, crying out, "You loved someone!"
You took me by the hand from birth, guided me along broken roads, reminding me, "You can conquer."
You kept a watchful eye on guys that would try to harm me.  You let me fight my own battles, while reminding me, "You are a tiger."
I can believe you're gone, but I don't want you to be gone.
I want you here.
But as I prayed the last few weeks, "Please bring Grandma home, and don't let her suffer."
That's what YOU did.
So I will trust.
And Wait.
Until I see you again.

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