The abandoned home of my grandmother’s bred too many spiders.
But, hiding on the window seal were her Earthly treasures.
And, going to the alter, of her lasting thoughts,
I placed one hand on her Bible and the other on my heart.
Closing my eyes and feeling that time, knew we were not apart…
My grandmother then spoke to me, and said, “I’m so proud of you, as you are, a work of art.”
So, I breathed the moment in reverence of her lovely essence
And departed with a smile knowing ~ She was supernaturally present…