In my stifled dreams, I communicate
with my Grandmother.
Are you smiling down upon me?
In all that glory…I have let you down.
Disappointments that you never knew
The choices that I’ve made
Missing time and missing you
Wondering why you were taken away
Your memory lives on
As the clock keeps ticking
Happy Birthday, Grandma
I Love You
May 30, 1941 – March 28, 2000
©Timothy Grassan / Purple Night Poetry
“The Depressive Drunkard Journals & Other Poetic Tall-Tales”
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