one month ago
Tania
I miss the days that on my door you used to knock,
For a cuppa, storytelling and avoiding the clock,
I could hear myself in a few years,
When you used to tell him "let me explain, please"
Your emotions were a mix of happiness and fears.
No longer learning from you brings me pain,
But im happy that with you, i shared a queeny game.
No christmas will ever be the same,
Without your nap on my sofa ever again.
Holding your hand with love, on your last days was a blessing,
Until you decided this was the time for your resting.
Caring for you was a life lesson,
You taught me what a strong woman is without a question.
From your forever (don't matter what) grand-daughter Tania .... your "nurse Florence" ( how you so lovingly used to call me)
£30.00 (+ £7.50 Gift Aid)