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  1. Worn Weathered Woman A worn weathered woman ponders the past with fleeing memories of laughter Time has taken a toll; too many tears, flowing like a raging river into the heart Fragile, the feeling of being fragile, shoulders are carrying a load too heavy A load of memories that bring back pain upon remembrance of broken dreams, lost love, the heart breaking separation of loved ones by death Like a history book, life entrenches it's history into the heart and mind There are no war hero's here, only sloppy growth and an occasional gleeful moment A worn and weathered woman wonders what she has accomplished if any thing Perhaps it is the courage to live Day by day To face old age A worn and weathered woman see things for what they are Daydreams are few and far between now days Memories are more that enough, maybe too much even Worn and weathered, seasoned by life Broke but not broken beyond repair Wise with wisdom, a sage with life written deep in her heart Worn and weathered by life This woman Yet she loves
  2. I lost my mother thirty-five years ago, she was my best friend. My granddaughter was visiting me, she was five years old and late one night after being put to bed and sleeping for awhile she came out into the living room, I asked her what she needed, she told be she saw Grama Bertha in the window, smiling at her, this shook me up because my granddaughter hadn't even been born at the time of my mothers death,and Jamie did not know her name. I quized my granddaughter about her and she described her to a tee. She said that Grama Bertha said she loved us and that she would be watching over her...I knew it was my mother; she had been a foster mother and truly loved children. I told my granddaughter that her Great Grandmother loved her and would be her angel throughout her life, while this was spine tingly I knew that children are much more at ease with accepting things we adults sometimes don't understand. The granddaughter went back to bed all happy that she had her own guardian angel, too this day (she is now 14) she talks about Grama Bertha and her visit to her on that very special night years ago. The blessing is that my mother is with us always.
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