Days of worries, sorrow and dreams
Writing down everything
My mind is not what it used to be
So paper and pen have kept it close to me.

Family is my world beyond
The universe, milky way and sunsets gone
Starry nights I look up and pray
Tomorrow will bring a sunnier day.

A restful night brings me sight
Nightmares gone another night
Family safe and warm I see
Sweet dreams are what I need.

Blue sky in the morn with clouds of flowers adorned
Supper time, only two place settings, I start the mourn
Smells of casserole in the oven, cinnamon in apple pie
To many empty seats at the table this is when I cry.

As long as I know my babes and grands are safe
My empty nest syndrome will become a Phase
They do call , come by when they can
They have new families, this is not the end.

I am the beginning of stories yet untold

Grands will remember me as the one who rocked them
Sang songs of old.
Songs they never in their lives heard on the radio
But somewhere, that tune will play in their head again
And it will be Grandma they remember, and they will glow.

If this is my legacy then let it begin
I need to get busy making memories
Bake some pies, chocolate cookies and pudding
Homemade quilts for my babes to sleep within.

Empty Nester,, no not I
Fluffy clouds will remind them of me
The summer days we gazed together
On one of my quilts made with memories.

Picnic table set with cookies and tea
Our straw hats on our heads, aprons blowing in the breeze
Stories of fairies, who hide above in the trees
We try too see them but the sun makes us blind, can not see.

So I will tell them about the pretty one I saw
She wore a chartreuse dress, her hair the color of straw
She flew down close and touched my face
“OH MY” I said,“did you see her? here name is Grace.”

I will hear giggles, laughter from within
They will hug and kiss me and beg me to begin
Another story of a Faerie in the trees who’s wings are new
And watch for them too land a kiss on their cheeks
So I can say,“See grandma knew”!

Keep looking in the clouds and when a branch blows over
Close your eyes, a kiss awaits you
I sneak the kiss upon their cheek, pretending I am a faerie
Sweet dreams of love and hope, faith and prosperity
I do not feel empty when my babes are in my nest
A fairy tale ending awaits me as long as I keep charity.




Joined May 2009

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My heart felt feelings of how to deal with my sadness of being and empty Nester.

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