For now she is older,
she is eighty three,
and sits alone,
there’s no “you and me”.

She had a love,
a husband that cared,
They loved Christmas,
everything was shared.

But he passed away,
10 years ago.
She remembers his smile,
and them dancing in the snow.

She isn’t sad,
she doesn’t feel lonely.
She is grateful for this life,
and her one and only.

She misses him much,
he’s always in her thoughts,
On Christmas morn,
He’d say “I love you lots”.

She awaits her carriage,
her wonderful son.
Who is so special,
he looks after his mum.

Today she is part of,
a family filled with joy.
With 4 happy grandchildren,
3 girls and a boy.

She loves them dearly,
they are her life.
A special Gran, a loving mother,
and in her heart a happy wife.

She tells them stories,
of times gone by.
She laughs with her grandchildren,
and enjoys a mince pie.

She feels amazing,
so precious and true,
To my hubby in heaven,
I will always love you.

Created by Clarabelle, first published on 5 December 2013