A departed grandmother's spirit visits her eight year old granddaughter. |
I have lost my grandmother,two grandfathers, great-grandmother, great grandfather and my 94 year old grandmother just died a few months ago. I dedicate this poem to anyone who has lost a grandparent. I was fortunate enough to have my grandparents until adulthood. I feel the spirits of people we love, do watch over us.I found a picture of a little girl having a tea party with her dolls, teddy bear and cat. This picture and my grandparents inspired me to write this poem. A pretty eight year old girl with long blonde hair, sits at a table having a tea party- with her guests of honor: two porcelain dolls and a teddy bear. Tabitha, the golden cat, is also a guest- as Elizabeth, the little girl, pours pretend tea, all dressed up in her Sunday best. A warm feeling fills the room- a gentle humming can be heard- in the room, you'll find happiness and no signs of gloom. Tabitha sees Grandma's spirit- as she runs to her and purrs- Grandma gently pets the animal's fur. Elizabeth loved her grandma very much- her grandmother died two years ago. She remembers Grandma could speak Dutch. She sees Tabitha rolling around on the floor- as she straightens her doll's hat- Elizabeth thinks what a silly cat! Grandma stands behind Elizabeth and puts her hand on her shoulder. Elizabeth smiles and knows it's her. Elizabeth hands her a cup- Grandma pretends to sip it up. It is almost time for Grandma to go. Grandma shows herself to Elizabeth. The sweet little girl knows she isn't a myth. Elizabeth has never told her parents- it's her and Grandma's special bond. Sometimes, they even meet by the pond. Elizabeth was heartbroken the day Grandma died- but Grandma had made Elizabeth a promise- she would always be by her side. For the love of a grandmother is pure and dear. ** Image ID #726570 Unavailable ** ** Image ID #727043 Unavailable ** |