***Several Poems*** HM - We'll Miss Her - G.S. - Bg Flashy Hearts -

G.S. - **We'll Miss Her**
Dedicated To: Bertie Lou Capocciama
10/29/1929 - 4/16/2004
My Grandmother died one spring day, We all were in such dismay. We weeped upon her in her bed,  with hopes and prayers that she's not dead. But she was dead; she had gone, up to a place she had longed. We'll miss her today and each tomorrow, she'll be in our heart's with great sorrow. But we shouldn't weep for she's not gone, in spirit she's been here all along. The clock bestows the time 10:29 today, upon the radio her song does play. Written September 18 2007 18:15


G.S. - **I'll Be By Your Side**
Mother, Mother don't you cry, I'll be here by your side. Take my hand, take my shoulder,I know that you dearly loved her. Tears streak down upon her face, Sobbing deeply in my embrace. She is with us still you know, See the time the clock bestows. Mother, Mother don't you cry, I'll be here by your side. Written 9/26/07

G.S. - In My Dreams I Saw...
In my dreams I saw death come, It came and took her away. Away to a place, in the state of Grace, With Heavenly surrounds. In my dreams I see her standing, She's standing at the Heavenly Gates, As they beckon her to come in. She turns and looks with a smile, And She says I'll see you on the other side.

G.S. - **The Cat**
A few days after Grandmother passed, a cat arrived upon my Grandfather's lap. Where it came from no one knows, It just appeared like a, late fall rose. My Grandfather wasn't fond of this white and black cat. But how convenient it appeared, like that. This strange stray cat took his pain away, but only for a minute or two, each day. For he chased, and shooed the cat a way, but it disobeyed his demands and back he came each day. I said, "Hey Grandfather look over there its Grandmother sitting upon her chair". It won't go away, he said "I've chased and shooed, It just wants me to give him some food." I said, "But why out of now where a white and black cat appear, while you are grieving and in despair." "She's keeping an eye on you don't you know, keeping you company, so you wont be alone." A True Story

G. S. - My Friends At The Beach
On the beach we walk We find a shell, we through a rock I see birds fly up in the sky See them way up high I see a crab looking at me I go closer and he flees Baby turtle up on the land Trying to get away from the hot sand Coral snake slithering up on the dunes Swish swish is his tune I see a Dolphin in the sea He's showing off for me I find a sand dollar I found money I holler  Grandmother takes my hand and leads me away We'll come back and see your friend's another day

G.S. - We Pray For Her
By the Grave, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remember her. We hangeth a Rosary, upon her tombstone, in the midst thereof, For there, they , that carried us there, required of us a prayer. We pray to the lord, upon this grave, Please Lord God take her home to the Heavens above.Amen.

G.S. - **Come To Me**
A mystic moon over shimmering seas Within the ominous clouds the mountains I see The image of this brings to mind overwhelming delicate feelings, I strain  to see, an image appears Am I seeing your beautiful eyes, delicate nose, tender lips I must be  longing for your heavenly embrace You gently kiss upon my cheek Your comforting as I weap Your kind, caring words Your enchanting stories you have told, to me each night before I sleep This can't be you I am seeing Am I dreaming I see you floating elegantly in the ominous clouds In the mystic moon your face does shine Reflection of you reverberate upon the shimmering sea This would for me be a dream come true Is it really you please come closer for me to see In this misty dream I am perceiving

Silver - G.S. - **A Place To Cry**
Up one step and two...I open the door. Cob webs, and dusty images appear. Memories from the past, I had so adored are now stored within this attic. I walk to the old trunk full of hidden treasures now laden with dust. I brush away the untouched years, I cough, and I choke. I open the trunk, the hinges creak their eerie sound. I clear a spot and sit on the floor, from the trunk I take out a picture, and hold it in my lap. Tears streak down, and make a path through the dust laden now upon my face. I cried aloud, why did you go, why did you have to leave me, with just this picture from your past? No answer was replied. I put it back within the trunk, shut the lid, again an eerie sound. I walk out and close the door. Down one step and two...My Past Restored.

G.S. - Cemetery
We tread upon the emerald grass, underneath is hallowed ground. We read the epitaphs etched in stone, many verses having rhymed. We pick bouquets of flowers, and place them in the vases. We weep upon their graves, tears like rain flow in streams. We walk the cobbled paths, wondering about their pasts. We look towards the dreary sky, doves have taken to flight. We sit beneath willow trees, with angels lingering near. We are the living here today, and hope that death will pass us by. We don't want loved ones to weep, for we all know the dreadful pain.

G.S. - **Faith Seeker Led**
She was graced by God's love, and brought home by Angel's from above. Her life was a Mere existence on earth, but an eternity she lived in Heaven's girth. She was a faith seeker, attending church and prayed by her bed. God never failed her, and so she was faithfully led.

Silver - G.S. - A Baby Girl
A baby wrapped in pink, was handed to me. A tear stream down, is this really true. A baby girl now in my arms, for years of trying, brought only boys. A dream come true, your finally here. A beautiful girl, fitting the name we chose. A name I promised my Grandma, upon her death bed.

When my grandmother was dying, I told her I was pregnant she didn't know in her o.k. state. I was afraid to tell her I was again. But it had been six years since the last birth. I told her as she was dying it was hard for me but, I told her I was, and if it was a girl I was going to name it after here. But an Ultra sound a few months later proved to be a boy. I was devastated. Had postpartum depression bad first time too. My grandmother was gone and didn't get to meet this beautiful boy. 18 months later I became pregnant again. Ultra sound proved to be a Girl. The first in my family all my sister's and I have had boy's. My mom was happy with all them boys because she had all girls herself and one son. But it was time for a girl. The baby was name after my Grand mother her name was Bertie Lou ehh yucky weird name . Oh well unique. Any way Baby's name Bertie Grace. Grace being for the song that came on that night when my grandmother passed away, Amazing Grace.

G.S. - You'll Always Be There
It does not matter that I have stored mementos as reminders of you. Like the roses from your funeral tucked neatly in the bible that you gave to me so long ago. Or the music box that sets on my dresser I remember all the times you wound it up. It does not matter at all for you still whisper in my ear I love you. The signs that you send are phenomenal some days there may be many and some days few but you are around and this I know to be true. There's not a day going by that you are not with me for in my mind you will always be there.

G.S. - My Dreams of Grandmother
Sitting there in her maroon chair, as if nothing had ever happened. "I see you finished your blanket", she says cheerfully to me. A blanket I had started before she had died, how could she know that it was completed. "I love it Dear, it is beautiful, I am sorry but I have to go back now." Her angel wings unfolds, and she flies away. "I Love you Grandaughter, I'll be back again someday."

G.S. - Grandmother's Death
Full of ups and downs life may come and go Sadness brings to mind these powerful blows The loss of her was such a tragic event I never even had time to really vent Because a child was to be born Close to time she died I never had time to mourn But after he arrived the grief set in She wasn't there to see his life begin I cried and cried for days at a time cursing her for leaving before her prime.

G.S. - **Dreams**
As I lay upon the ground, beneath a summer moon. The silence of the night, brings thoughts to mind. Thoughts of distant pasts, problems, hopes and goals. Thoughts of distant memories, swings, ponies and the beach. Hard to decipher now, thoughts are slipping to dreams. Lapsing in between words, and images within my mind. A little girl racing the wind, with hair kissed by sun's love. Trying to catch a seagull, and falling with each leap. But an invisible hand is there, each time to pick her up. An invisible kerchief to brush, the sand from her face. An invisible grandmother, sent to her from above. To kiss her gently on the cheek, then fly away as a seagull. Then I wake, to the singing of birds. And my body is dampened with morning dew.

G.S. - Her Shoes
Icicles melt within my eyes, due to the heat of pain. I know why she died, but the Doctor's too caused her harm. It wasn't her time to go, I know this to be true. And she didn't want to go anywhere, but home with her shoes. A Christmas song was produced, this very same year. Which brings to mind, her last words said to me. Icicles melt within my eyes, each time I hear this Christmas song.

Bronze - G.S. - You Light Up My Life
Laying half asleep within my crib, a faint tune plays in my head. The song coming from a musical mirror, with a seagull flying round and round. I feel footsteps hustle across the floor, as Grandma's chores are being completed. Also hearing Grandfather's newspaper, rustling, with each turn of the pages. I drift away into my dreams knowing that, a comforting hand is always near.
I always have dreams about this time and other times spent in Florida when I was young with my grandparents. My Grandmother gave me this mirror musical box with the magnetized seagull when we sold the place due to her ill health when I was eighteen. I still have it 10 years later and it still plays though the seagull is long gone. The song it plays is You Light Up My Life. My Grandmother since has past away but each time a pass by the mirror I wind it up for her.

G.S. - You Killed Her
You killed her prescribing medicine that caused much harm knowing dang well she was allergic to the alternative form. You took her away from us her life ended way to soon making her succumb more to the disease she was all ready fighting. Some say it is your time to go because it is God's wish but I do not believe this to be the case in this incident. I believe you stole away precious days from her and I hope you are happy with your gloating smile that we dropped the case against you. But your case has still not been dropped with God.
http://allpoetry.com/contest/show/2382722
Prompt Could You forgive A Killer was in the finals but no trophy
This is about how a family physician gave my grandmother a prescription of amoxicillin knowing she is allergic to penicillin She had a severe cold and he thought it might help forgetting about the allergy. She had crones disease and was fighting that as well during her care in the hospital she contracted mersa a staff infection. Dang dirty hospitals everything went so wrong. And she went down hill quick. I believe if she hadn't have had the allergic reaction to the medicine she would have been fine. She had to have a tracheotomy so she could breath for her throat swelled. Thats how she got the staff infection.

Mirror Sestet R - To Grandmother's
Trotting along in the sleigh to Grandmother's singing. Singing Christmas songs in tune with the horse's trotting. Bright twinkling lights are hung with delight. Delight is in our hearts shining bright. Snow is dancing all around putting on a show. Show me your hands kids, if you see her house through the snow.

Mirror Sestet NR - G.S. - **Sleigh Bells**
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, listening to the music, made by bells on the sleigh. Laughter is echoing from the children, children are tickled by their Dad, filling them with laughter. Christmas day is here, and to grandmother's they're going, going to spend time with family, opening gifts on Christmas.

G.S. - Lullaby
Away in the cradle you're laying there awake I rock you gently to put you to sleep Dream a dream of Grandmother Dear she'll sing to you sweetly She'll curl your hair she'll whisper sweet nothings in your ear So dream of Grandmother my little Dear Away in the cradle your falling asleep sucking ever so gently upon your thumb Sleep my baby, sleep the night away sleep my baby, don't be afraid sleep my baby, Grandmother will be right there Sleep my baby, till the break of day

G.S. - Prayer Received
Prayer sent boomeranged back tenfold. In my lap placed gently, was a darling baby. Female in gender; angel in looks. A wish conveyed to Him, by grandmother in Heaven. Delightful blessing, received on earth, sent by God.

G.S. - **A Beautiful Lie**
She lie there dieing upon that bed as I told her I'd be all right, for she'd be going to a better place. But in my heart I was crying telling her this beautiful lie, to ease her comfortably into heaven's grasp.

Grandma And Lee
She came in a dream on the 21st of May She met my friend Lee on a warm spring day She peeked from around him and I couldn't believe my eyes I introduced the two of them and said he's one of the nice guys I couldn't believe that he was here in my town and that she was standing in front of him in a lovely flowing gown What were they doing together what's this all about They never met in real life I know this without a doubt I always think about Lee from time to time He was a good man and probably love to see my rhymes Oh well in a few months I'll see him in court that is if he didn't have to go to Heaven and report On May 22 9:50 AM 





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