In honor of my Grandmother

While sifting through old pictures

Of years so long ago

Looking at faded images

Of people I did not know

I found myself wondering

About these peoples lives

Then suddenly I realized

As I looked into her eyes

It took me but a moment

To regonize her face

To realize her elequence

And her mannerism of grace

I think it was the first time

That I saw her in this way

Standing in all of her glory

I was honestly swept away

For once I did not see her

Kneading dough for our bread

I saw a young woman

With her whole life ahead

I did not see the lines

That so deeply mark her face

I saw hopes and dreams

Wrapped in ribbon and lace

First I felt such sadness

Over years that swiftly go by

Then she walked into the room

And I looked into her eyes

With every line upon her

Was a true memory made

From the innocence of yesterday

To the debts that she paid

I am proud to be a part

Of days long gone by

And I will always have gratitude

When I look into Grandma's eyes

Written By: Robin Barnes