Nodding off in your chair with a sleeping cat on your lap
Only waking when a visitor arrived at your door
Very special memories of the delicious holiday foods you’d cook
Each fall you would request the exact foot sizes of grandkids and great grandkids
Making slipper socks for Hanukkah was your love language
Being alone never really suited you
Each time we’d bring my grandkids I knew it would
Replenish your vessel of love
Written for W3 Prompt #27 where Paula asks us to compose an acrostic poem using the word ‘NOVEMBER.’
Written for dVerse poetics. where our host, Mish, has asked us to write a poem commemorating a loved one we have lost, in the spirit of Dia De Los Muertos, the “Day of the Dead”.
Written for TTC (nod, memories), The Daily Spur (cook), RDP (visitor),
❀ Welcome To LSS Attitude of Gratitude❀ 