My Grandma

Helped my Autistic Nephew write this about my Mom, His grandmother.

My Grandma

I loved my Grandma very much,
I miss her laugh and her touch,
the way she held me when I cried,
the way her face lit when she smiled.

My Grandma was so beautiful,
on the inside and the out.
at her house, she had a pool,
I liked staying at her house.

My Grandma would teach me games,
take me shopping and do crafts.
Since she's gone life's not the same,
I sure miss her laugh.

One day I'll see my Grandma and
I'll tell her I love her then.
I'll hold her and I'll never let,
My Grandma go again.

Jeffrey Crowe
January 22, 2012