the photo is of us, it's my favorite.

I Miss You

I miss you
I miss the way you smile
I miss the way you laugh
I miss the way you loved me, and the way I loved you back
I miss your stories of the good old days
I miss my weekly Sunday dinner at your house
I miss the cherry dump cakes you used to make, and the casseroles too
I miss the way your face looks after you've had a sour candy
I miss playing hide and seek with you in the yard
I miss peeling pecans with you in the heat of Summer's day
I miss your old southern voice, and your graceful charm
I miss everything about you, right down to the way you used to say "I love you"

Forever missing you~
Your great grandson, Bradley

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Written on 2016-10-07 at 05:16

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
Oh this is so beautiful. This brought tears to my eyes. It makes know I have a reason for being a Nana. Thank you so much, Bradley, for posting this. I think if I could leave my grandson, Joey, with memories like this, I would have done my job and done it well.

Is this connected to the other grandmother poem?

Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
A wonderful little tribute.

Nancy Sikora The PoetBay support member heart!
Sweet and sad.

Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
A very nice tribute. This reader cherishes the specifics, the cherry dump cakes, the casseroles, the sour candy. A beautiful poem.