Sleep, remembering the love
shared with many dear ones gone before.
Sleep, after the countless hours
you have given all you had.
Sleep, after the nurture
you’ve delivered in the world.
Sleep, from investing yourself
so you would have to give.
Sleep, yet know there’s purpose
in your every breath.
Sleep, the ninety-eight plus years
have left you deserving.
Sleep, and when you wake feel loved,
and know that we know we are.
Because your love has flowed so freely
from your heart since our births.
God has given us a lesson on love
Sleep Grandma, with peace while you’re living
because we go from peace to peace.