My Granny's Name Was Myrtle

 

My Granny’s name was Myrtle

She lived with us when I was a girl

She had long, white hair on top her head

In two tight buns wrapped around in a swirl

 

She was my mama’s mama

Came to live with us when I was born

She always wore white aprons with two big pockets

Her long white hair was never shorn

 

She’d take me to the city

And to restaurants for our dinner

She’d stuff the leftovers in her purse

I thought my dear granny was a real winner

 

She was like no other lady

Even with her strange, odd little ways

The kitchen always smelled like cinnamon rolls

She’d cook up during the day

 

We loved to play with dolls together

We would play for hours and hours on end

No matter what time- day or night

Granny was there- she was always my best friend

 

 

My dear Granny's been gone now

for many, many years...

but I still remember her like it was yesterday.

All My Love To You Sweet Granny Dear

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by anne p murray

Author's Note

I loved my sweet Granny dearly. She lived with us until I was 18

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i think she would have appreciated this greatly...a nice tribute to her.

i only knew one of my grandmas...she lived in Jersey where my dad was from...we used to go across the bridge from NY and visit her..she would give me a quarter and i would go get a rubber ball..and bounce it against the side of the apartment buildings...then it would get lost on the roof...she would want to give me another quarter for another ball and my dad would say no.
she was cool...when we moved to illinois, she would always pronounce it with the "s" not silent..my dad would correct her, but laughingly.
this poem brings back such memories...thank you for it..

jacob

[anne p. murray- LadeeAnne]

I'm happy my poem about dear grannys brought back fond memories for you Jacob. I still miss mine even after 50 yrs.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, me too-

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh my god, my grandma and yours looked so much alike too...