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My Grandmother's Room (standard:poetry, 197 words)
Author: J P St. JullianAdded: Jul 15 2002Views/Reads: 3262/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A nostalgic poem in honor of grandmother.
 



My Grandmother's Room 

by J P St. Jullian 

When friend's ridiculed me 

And life laid me low, 

My Grandmothers Room 

Is where I would go. 

No fancy furnishings, 

It was serene and plain, 

Just a few wooden pieces 

Was all it contained. 

My Grandmother's presence, 

Sitting there in her chair, 

Put my mind at ease 

When I would go there. 

Her grey hair would shine 

As she sat there in grace, 

With a smile fixed upon 

Her old wrinkled face. 

She'd talk to me sweetly 

As I sat on her bed, 

And tell me of hardships 

That might lay ahead. 

Her thin voice would waver, 

As she spoke to me so dear, 

And the wisdom of her years 

Was all mine to hear. 

She spoke of her dreams, 

Of suffering and pain, 

She spoke to me of Jesus, 

Praising his name. 

My happiest hours 

Were spent with her there, 

Just sitting on her bed 

While she talked from her chair. 

Grandmother's words helped me 

Down life's treacherous road. 

Her wisdom has helped me 

To bear heavy loads. 

I still go to her room 

When life gives me a low score, 

But my dear Grandmother 

Isn't there anymore. 


   


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