Six little silver spoons…

Friday, March 8, 2013 9:56

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Six Little Spoons

Six little silver spoons that hide

Among the remnants of my mother’s tide…

Saved carefully and loved so well

I polish them and try to quell

Incursion of the time’s elapse.

A portrait hanging on my wall.

My Gran, so lovely and quite small,

A graduate from her own school,

Her joy and pride a lasting jewel.

Sweet memories of her and me

And here I am and here I cry.

Oh, Gran, I am so glad for time

We spent together, you and I.

You blessed my life, my mind, my goals

With grace and beauty, life’s fine gems.

Melodic memories treasured now

I’ll not forget, I’m sure you knew.

2013-03-08 09:48:34

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