Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Memories...















Whistling Grandfather
Walks in the evening sun...
Hand in hand they go
Together each day
Days unending
No care by either
Consumed in their own world
Sweet little sight...
Protected
Sheltered
Complete with love
Tempered by grace
Symbols of faith
Awesome streaming hope
Playfully guiding
Memories past down
Cherished to this day
Time on earth
Ending early
Time in the heart
Without end

In Loving memory of my grandfather, Charles Aaron Coates.

Andrea

7 comments:

RCUBEs said...

Beautiful poem! Ahhh...memories...those sweet memories...God bless...

ATTIC CLUTTER said...

Oh that is so beautiful Andrea..really touching..
hugs,Patty

Saleslady371 said...

Wow, what creative writing. I like it the more I read this poem.

Yes, of course, I'm praying. I started immediately. Keep in touch!

Love ya,
Mary

Lindylou said...

Your pictures are breathe-taking. Do you take them yourself? I love your site.

Sheryl said...

That was beautiful.

Alleluiabelle said...

Andrea,

What a beautiful, love-filled poem about your grandfather and what a wonderful tribute to him as well. Sweet are the memories we have of those who touched our lives so deeply.

Blessings,
Alleluiabelle

Darlene said...

Great poem and tribute to you grandfather! It is always nice to take the time to reflect on the people who have made an impact in our lives!
Have a Happy Easter!