A dimly lit candle flickers
Casting shadows on a wall
Where little fingers once traced
Miracles of hopes and dreams
Where echoes still resounding
As a grandmother recalls the
The moments she once knew
As she looks into her mirror,
Broken with a couple of pieces
Missing wondering where it has
All gone as the smiles, the laughter
Sunday dinners have all moved
Away to other places known only in
Her dreams as she embraces sleep.
Casting shadows on a wall
Where little fingers once traced
Miracles of hopes and dreams
Where echoes still resounding
As a grandmother recalls the
The moments she once knew
As she looks into her mirror,
Broken with a couple of pieces
Missing wondering where it has
All gone as the smiles, the laughter
Sunday dinners have all moved
Away to other places known only in
Her dreams as she embraces sleep.