Garden In The Sky

Garden In The Sky long poem

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At the end of every visit, as though it was the last time we would meet
They gave a hug and say “Good Luck” then wave us down the street
I looked back, see them both and then begin to pray…
To hold a hand for sixty years and still want to be his friend

If there was a way to still thank them for the gifts they gave to us all
There wouldn’t be talk of things in a box, for their gifts
No, the gifts that they gave didn’t come wrapped in a bow
But they came every day in the example she showed

The warmth we felt in Grandma’s lap while rocking in the sun
Made a difference in our lives back when we were young
Just hearing ” Grandma loves you ” while in the safety of her arms
Was reassuring for a child to be protected from all harm

Grandpa’s greatest asset was his compassion for humanity
A source of strength for those he knew, a pillar of the community
Like the roses that he gardened, his family was his pride
The lessons that he taught us today remain our guide

Sometimes my thoughts are taken to how and where and why
And in my mind I paint a scene of a garden in the sky
there’s Grandma and Grandpa and all who had gone before
They are waiting for us all to come and receive our great reward

In this garden in the sky it’s the same as it has always been…
Grandpa’s tending roses and Grandma’s tending him.

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Mario William Vitale is a poet with over 1,000 toward his platform. Vitale was born October 23rd, 1970 in Bristol, Ct. Currently living in Wolcott, Ct where he helps as a care taker for his elderly handicapped mother Ann. Vitale is featured as a writer on Poetrysoup, Writerscafe & Allpoetry. Has a fan base on facebook with over 650 followers. He started writing poems in 1989 after the break up of his first girlfriend as a way to cope with life.
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