Every year,
In middle school,
My class would all go together,
To have a day at seabreeze.
But where was I?
Well I was simply nowhere to be found.
I was hanging out
At my Grandma's house.
Sitting on her cozy couch,
Playing MarioKart on my,
Silver DS LITE.
I was afraid of roller coasters
Back then;
It's funny looking back on it now;
Because since I've lost my loved one,
Not much can scare me anymore.
I felt bad I wasn't brave enough,
To go with all of my friends;
But then again,
I didn't even really have very many,
True friends.
Days spent at Grandma's house,
Were simply put,
The very best days in my whole entire
Lifetime.
While my classmates were at Seabreeze,
I'd be on a walk with my Grandma,
And her at home aid,
Constantly pulling up my,
Too loose fitting jeans.
We would talk and share laughter;
Thank you for taking care of her,
Lori.
You have no idea how much that even
Means to me.
Days my class went to Seabreeze
Were spent at my Grandma's house.
I found a true friend in her,
One who truly mattered,
One whom I could share my
Innocent love and caring support
With.
YOU ARE READING
Memories Before 2011
PoetryThese are some poems describing my memories from experiences with my Grandma Smith before she sadly passed away in 2011.