Rhythmic Stories November 17, 2020

Grandma’s Sadness

The year my Grandpa Chesney died and went away
Our Grandma was never the same after that day

we would go to visit, year after year
But, nothing we did would bring her cheer

Mom took us there when summer came
We didn’t want to go but we did just the same

Mama thought it would do grandma good
It never did and we never understood

Grandma’s loss was too deep and she just cried
She was downhearted up to the day she died

It was sad that she never let us children in
It was a situation where no one wins

I understand the sadness that comes from losing a loved one
As I think of grandma now, it helps to know that things aren’t done

In God’s loving memory grandpa and grandma are safe
They couldn’t be in a better place

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