Meadow

You promised me a day in the meadow!

And so they packed and away they went
Mother and daughter delight
For a day in the warmth and light.
Twirls of light brown, dark brown
A dash of pink, red, yellow,
Tiny rosebuds intertwined in her braid
She pranced, in the meadow she played.
Her Ma taught her to braid her hair,
She practiced on her long black waves.
Picking the daisies, roses to add
So she could see the pretty colors clad.
She danced so free, music in her head,
Smiling into the flowers.
The blue blue sky and the birds all singing
She hummed along too, her head ringing
And when she climbed down to the waterside,
to watch the fishies swim by.
She squealed, Ma! Ma! Look!
They sat together, watching the brook.
And finally when the sun went down,
They packed up and they left
Smiling, laughing, singing, dancing
The tall grass in the sunlight glancing.
Today she swears she still remembers
The colors, the sunset, the breeze on her face
My grandma, today at 83...
That beautiful day with her Ma.
(It's the little moments that count.
They're never to be forgotten.)