A Poem to Aunt Edna
by EvelynI missed another chance today
To travel over Holcomb way.
To take the time to go and see
Someone who means alot to me.I missed the chance to go and talk
to chat along a memory walk.
To have the past come real again
When we were kids and so young then.I missed the chance to sit and hear
The tales of those whom I hold dear.
About my Grandma when she was small,
Where she lived and played and all.I missed the stories of our misdeeds,
When some would follow and one would lead.
Of playing hide and seek behind the bales,
And telling sad and scaarey tales.I missed the chance to look on thru,
family pictures, both old and new.
To hear the news of distant cousins,
The ones who were cheaper by the dozen.I missed the chance to feel the care,
To shelter in the love that's there.
But I'll not miss this time to tell,
My Dear Aunt Edna, I Love You Well.
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