Tuesday, August 17, 2021
My Sweet Bernice,
Countless memories fill my mind when I think of you.
They shaped me into the woman I am today.
Characters of you.
I know you are looking down on us. I know you are with us.
You are the shadow when I walk.
The cool breeze on a hot humid day.
You're the rain that falls down and covers our tears.
As my tears flow, Bernice, you were there for me, always.
What you mean to me I cannot explain.
With these words, I hope I do justice.
I love you, Grandma.
Love, Pamela Stubbs