My grandmother was a symbol of courage She lost two sons to war She mourned in silence, while others fretted She was like a upright in a house Holding everything together Supportive, yet unconsolable in mind Like a clock, she kept time Never missing a beat, she lived In constant agony of the unknown Men went about their way While she etched their faces in the panes of frost Smiles, she'd never see again Shapes, sounds, and lines were all she had left Always looking for a new source, reaching Hoping, waiting, and wondering, Where her two little boys lay “May God rest her gentle soul, May she rest in peace” - Elaine Elaine is the daughter of the late Mrs. Eleanor (Nash) and Mr. John
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Branch Come Home Year August 9-19, 2007 |
In Memory of My Grandmother— Mary Joe (Nash) McGrath Submitted by: Elaine McGrath |