Sonnet for Rosalie

by

Diane Klammer

(For grandma)

Grandmother, though you know we love you so
Your passing still remains a mystery.
So quickly does the joy and laughter go:
Loathe to accept the truth as history.

As just a child, I hold you close to me.
Your strong and gentle presence fills my heart>
You model with your love a way to be.
The sadness comes in knowing we must part.

A giant oak protecting all beneath
With branches that embrace the life within
Has left a family sad and incomplete
With memories of our Matriarch undimmed.

Just knowing that our time in life is brief
Does little to decrease this painful grief.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at The Dreamer's Fall
by: Lynn J. Graham
from: Cagayan De Oro, Philippines

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