Grandma It's Christmas

Below is a photo of my Grandma and my little sister...

Quite a long time ago now...

I wrote this poem to remind me of what it was like
when my Grandma was here
at Christmas...


Grandma It's Christmas...

My grandma loved Christmas
the baked dinners a must
Gathering together
and giving so much
Crackers were pulled
party hats on heads
Laughing and smiling
at the corny jokes that were said.

Now Christmas without her
has never been the same
We don't have Christmas pudding
as we put her recipe to shame
No cooking over a hot stove
it's a Barbie and salad to go
We all seem to be in a rush
with no real place to go.

So grandma if you hear
can we all get a kick up the rear
To put some joy and hope
back in our lives
I know it is asking a-lot
but we are desperately losing the plot
In need of guidance
and good old-fashioned hard love.

But as I fear
with your previous engagements so dear
have you preoccupied with weather and world peace
So maybe sending Santa around
on the prevailing wind bound
as I do believe he got lost this time last year
Or maybe a cold snap or so snow on our doormat
so we slip and kick our own proverbial butt.

But if not that's ok
we will manage all the same
Just know we try our best
even if we make a right mess
We just miss you
and wish it was true
That one more Christmas would be filled
with you love my grandma dear.

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And to all my friends I hope you enjoy Christmas
and the holiday season
wherever you are...
I have enjoyed this year so much
and I can't wait for a new year to start...
With so many new ideas and new friends
to share it all with...
Thank you