My Paintings

Grandma’s Porch


Grandma’s porch

Makes me want to be there

Sitting in the rocking chair

The smell of apple pie in the air

Little granddaughter with her teddy bear

Sitting in the other chair

The smells of Autumn everywhere

Makes me want to be there

Grandma is no longer in her chair

The rocking chair is no longer there

One thing I have and of it I take good care

Is a box in my closet that holds the teddy bear

Author Eileen Clark

12 thoughts on “Grandma’s Porch

  1. Wow! Wow! Wow! What a wonderful, fabulous poem! It reminds me of my own dearest, sweetest, grandma who was the perfect epitome of love and kindness. I miss her so much. Thank you so much for this beautiful, heart touching post. Have a fantastic day.

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