Category : Poems
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It didn’t really hit me,
not at first, not for a while.
It wasn’t until some time later,
When I longed to see your smile.
When I had some time to spare
And all I really wanted to do.
Was pop around to grandmas
And have a cup of tea or two.
To tell you about my life
And the things that are going on.
Yeah it took its time to hit me,
To realise that you’re gone.
There’s so much I want to tell you
So much I want to share.
So grandma if you’re listening
You better pull up a chair.
Get the biscuits out the tin
And pop the kettle on.
There’s a lot I have to say
It could go on for long.
I think I’m settled in my house now,
Though things keep cropping up.
Like I need to paint my wall again
thanks to my gorgeous pup.
I had a leek under the tub
And I fixed it by myself.
I’ve even managed to put up
A very unstable shelf.
Do you remember where I work gran?
No not Peacocks anymore.
I work at Whittard of Chelsea
In a lovely little store.
Right in the heart of Durham
Selling coffee chocolate and tea.
It’s seems quite perfectly suited
For someone as nutty as me.
Oh what I wouldn’t give grandma
To see your quirky smile.
To sit with you and laugh with you
And joke with you in style.
Are you still listening?
I have more I need to say.
Just thought I’d let you know
That I miss you by the way.
So I met the nicest guy gran
You’d get on so very well.
I wish that you could meet him
Oh all the stories you could tell.
About those times we went on holiday,
You, me, grandad and Jess.
And how I used to make your house
Such a bloomin mess!
Oh gran I really miss you,
And this Christmas was so hard.
I missed your Yorkshire puddings
You made with sixty tonnes of lard.
I know I’ve not had them
for such a while, thats true.
But it’s just those little things
That keep reminding me of you.
I know towards the end
Your memory began to fade
And you started loosing track
Of all the memories you’d made
But grandma I assure you
One thing that is true
The memory I hold dearest
Is my memory of you.
