Saturday, January 14, 2012
Ode to Gram
I may never cook like you do, but my husband will keep me well fed.
While my baking will never be better than yours, it is at least edible.
I will never quilt like you did, although I have those you made for me that I'll cherish forever.
I'll never cross stitch like you did, however, yours will forever grace my walls.
In teaching us to have laughter everyday - I'll try my best to, even when life gets hard.
I will try to keep my green thumb going on these african violets you grew for me.
My closet will always be as full as yours was, that I can promise.
The lifetime of memories of you will always be in my thoughts.
While my heart will always ache for you.