Posts Tagged ‘Gram’

Babies shoes


A small shoe in a light blue box,
And a story of what it meant.
Scuffed and soiled by a bit of wear,
Its contour misshapen and bent

That little shoe was shod on a foot
That was learning to walk a bit,
When the baby left this worldly realm,
And the pair of shoes was split

Her Mom kept one of the little shoes
Along with a stocking, too,
As a memory of her angel-child . . .
And Gram has the other shoe.

8/2/04 Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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            GRAM AND ME


Please let me help you when you walk

I’m sure we’ll do just fine

We’ll walk to Church together now

Your arm entwined with mine


And let me help you with your hair

I see it’s hard for you

I know you like each strand in place

I’ll fix it like you do


We’ll have some tea before we leave

To bring back memories

Of how we bonded in those years

With such sweet pleasantries


Remember how it was back then

When I had just turned four

You led the way – I held your arm

When walking through the door


I’ll help with your hat and coat

And though you cannot see

Arm in arm we’ll head for Church

Just like it used to be


7/18/04       Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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