An Ode To Emma - My Godmother
Memories of you, make me chuckle
The 4th of July picnics and the way they sparkled
Friends and family will treasure these thoughts
The joys we once knew, were spent with you
Your toughness that was seen in your brow
For heredity does shine through, even now
When you jokingly punched us in the arm
While we made wisecracks
A gentle kiss on the cheek and a few more smacks
We laughed and giggled
On our way to the pool
Our non-conformancy
Dissobeying every rule
Your love for us, always felt in the air
For me as a child, you were someone who cared
I'm forever grateful, you are my Godmother
Standing at the alter, blessed, I needed no other
To see you in pain
Makes me feel so blue
The tears I now cry are only for you
Just a verse from your Godson
Matthew
What else can I do?
poem by Matt Mondschein
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