tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370181939017578161.post4118181624888066447..comments2023-08-13T09:04:51.674-04:00Comments on poetry passion: Grandmotherspkcypherthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12837822081159657095noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370181939017578161.post-12194303994945125892012-09-09T17:03:54.841-04:002012-09-09T17:03:54.841-04:00That is what I am talking about. Can you imagine i...That is what I am talking about. Can you imagine if Grandma Davis were able to see you with your four great-grandchildren today?pkcypherthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12837822081159657095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1370181939017578161.post-82836074145917062802012-09-03T19:57:17.059-04:002012-09-03T19:57:17.059-04:00I have felt a sense of loss because both of my gra...I have felt a sense of loss because both of my grandmothers passed away before I had a chance to have a relationship with them. However these poems bring back a memory, about my mother's Grandma Davis. I was around three years old when my mother excitedly told me, "We are going to see Grandma Davis today." She seemed to be very happy about this occassion.<br /><br />When we got there, Grandma Davis was seated in darkened room. I was told that she could not see very well, so I needed to go and stand very close to her so she could see me. I remember that she touched me on the cheek and made a sound that seemed to be filled with love and joy. The sound and the memory have been in my heart ever since. Of course, at the time I could not define it as love and joy, but today I know that's what it was--is.<br /><br />Pam's MomLorettahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11377342016603568153noreply@blogger.com