I composed this poem for my Grandma Tompkins right after she passed away in February 2013. My brother, Chris, read this aloud at her funeral. She was one special lady!
A wonderful lady born in the cold.
When she arrived that February morn, they broke the mold.
She was Thursday’s child and had far to go,
Living a life full of both love and woe.
A nurse by profession was she.
She cared for everyone, especially her family.
She could embroider, and she loved her books.
As everyone knew; oh, how she could cook!
She was a friend of nature, as a matter of fact.
She truly loved her dogs and cats.
Lapel pins, dolls, and knick-knacks framed her collection.
Pink, the color she loved, complimented her complexion.
Just remember she will always be in you and in me.
She left a multitude of children…a legacy.