WRINKLED WINGS

Tender innocence eyes
gaze into her lines,
seeing only an angel,
never gray hair or sagging flesh.

It is the radiance of love's perfect glow,
shown in hugs and kisses,
words spoken in understanding tones,
which make her
the most beautiful woman
any child might ever known.

My grandmother I only knew
for a few short years,
but I still love her so,
for she showed her gentle elegance
by always accepting me
regardless of my failures.

In her sweet arms,
I felt accepted and cared about,
someone special
that she would listen to
even when I spoke only silliness.

Always a smile,
a heart full of gold,
granny for me
was the most beautiful woman
God ever placed in my life.