1White room, white bed, Grey hair, pale face, Her wrinkles, her aches Telling tales Of life's hardships. Her wise blue eyes Glazed with memories.
Reminders of Innocence lost, maturity gained, Friends betrayed, people loved, Heartache, patter of feet. Pain of childbirth Now healed by soft words
Children grew, laughed less, worked more. Little sweet faces lost, Men and women, replaced.
Blue eyes watching now.
Trials of daughters, And of sons, Flourishing, blooming. Or bending, breaking.
- One quiet with the angels, The others struggling on. Bringing another chatter of Sweet voices.
But not just in memories.
Blue eyes between heaven and earth,
Here they come, now.
Little joyful, loving faces, Hugs and kisses for Beloved "Gramma"
Blue eyes sees, smiles, Shuts her eyes, And does not wake.