Lost

One of my best friend's grandmother died this weekend. It almost broke my heart. I hung at this friend's house all the time and after awhile it was like her grandparents were my grandparents. Her grandparents certainly cared more for me than my Grandfather and his wife ever did.Her grandparents always asked how I was, when I was coming over,a dn what cute boys I had met. So here is to you Grandma.

Dreams by Carl Sandburg

DREAMS in the dusk,
Only dreams closing the day
And with the day's close going back
To the gray things, the dark things,
The far, deep things of dreamland.

Dreams, only dreams in the dusk,
Only the old remembered pictures
Of lost days when the day's loss
Wrote in tears the heart's loss.

Tears and loss and broken dreams
May find your heart at dusk.