Grandma Jean
My days grow long and weary when you're not here
My confidence is filled with questions
My strength replaced with fear
The sadness that I face each day when I awake
Is always there to be found
I'll miss you more and more each day
Not knowing what to do
The pain for you is now gone
But not the memories that were made
I sometimes wish I wasn't here on the net
At that moment that you passed
Now I have no choice but to face that is the truth
All I want to say to you
Is that I miss those cookies that you made
And the times you babysat me
You trying to teach me how to knit and crochet
But now all I have is memories of you being you
So with no more to say about you, Grandma
To resolve my heartache
Goodbye and forever, my dearest Grandma Jean
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