Journal 41 4/29/13

Never shall I ever forget . . .
the time I went to my grandmothers house
the big palm trees and flowers next to her.
Never shall I ever forget...
The smell of her cooking.
The colors of the room,
The feeling of excitement.
Never shall I ever forget . . .
her lovely personality that cheered the home
The things she would say to those she loved
Her small body
That walked faster than anyone which seemed like she was running
to make us happy because we were on a vacation.