A departed grandmother's spirit visits her eight year old granddaughter.
| I have lost my grandmother,two grandfathers, great-grandmother, great grandfather and my 94 year old grandmother just died a few months ago. I dedicate this poem to anyone who has lost a grandparent. I was fortunate enough to have my grandparents until adulthood. I feel the spirits of people we love, do watch over us.I found a picture of a little girl having a tea party with her dolls, teddy bear and cat. This picture and my grandparents inspired me to write this poem.
A pretty eight year old girl with long blonde hair,
sits at a table having a tea party-
with her guests of honor: two porcelain
dolls and a teddy bear.
Tabitha, the golden cat, is also a guest-
as Elizabeth, the little girl, pours
pretend tea, all dressed up in her Sunday best.
A warm feeling fills the room-
a gentle humming can be heard-
in the room, you'll find happiness
and no signs of gloom.
Tabitha sees Grandma's spirit-
as she runs to her and purrs-
Grandma gently pets the animal's fur.
Elizabeth loved her grandma very much-
her grandmother died two years ago.
She remembers Grandma could speak Dutch.
She sees Tabitha rolling around on the
as she straightens her doll's hat-
Elizabeth thinks what a silly cat!
Grandma stands behind Elizabeth
and puts her hand on her shoulder.
Elizabeth smiles and knows it's her.
Elizabeth hands her a cup-
Grandma pretends to sip it up.
It is almost time for Grandma to go.
Grandma shows herself to Elizabeth.
The sweet little girl knows she isn't
Elizabeth has never told her parents-
it's her and Grandma's special bond.
Sometimes, they even meet by the pond.
Elizabeth was heartbroken the day Grandma
but Grandma had made Elizabeth a promise-
she would always be by her side.
For the love of a grandmother is pure