A Song For Grandma
God has looked around his garden and found an empty space
Then he looked down upon this earth and saw your tired face
He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest
Gods garden must be beautiful because he only takes the best
She smiles through a thousand tears and harbors adolescent fears
She dreams of all that she can never be
She wades in insecurity and hides herself inside of me
This poem is about:
Me
My family