Today my Thoughts of Granny~~
So many times I think of granny, as I get older I find myself looking back on her life and seeing myself, somewhat like a shadow of another life~
Feeding the birds this morning, the old oak tree was shedding her leaves,
From the past a memory flashes in my mind, of a day long ago when my
After all "Time doesn't change too much," today I am much like my grandmother,
We gathered at "grannys" house after the funeral, many of us had a long road home.
This would be our last time we would spend with granny,
The old house lingered with "Channel #5 perfume" her sewing basket sat by her rocking chair,
a teacup up-turned in a saucer,waiting for evening tea.
As I walked through grannys house, it surrounded me with love.
It also echoed a stillness, a hollow feeling, something was misiing.
I remembered so many happy times,I spent here.
As I sat the basket down, I thought, "I will wait to see if anyone shows interest ".
Who will teach Sunday school.'?
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