Still Going!..Day 22...22/30-Nana

On November 9th 2009, My Nana celebrated her 80th Birthday. This weekend my family hosted a huge party. I did this poem for her a a gift. Thought I would share it.

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This poem is for the women who has never had to sit on a thrown to claim her crown

She be Queen.

Edith G. Smythe is a woman of strength

With eyes that have seen far beyond the stories her mouth can tell.

She has wisdom that stretches back into a time

When love and lullabies went hand in hand

And “mama” was the only word you dare to whisper to reveal her smile.

She be Mother Nature in physical form,

Her beauty races through her inner and outer being

Resembling a ray of light,

God didn’t give her a natural glow for nothing.

Eighty has never danced on skin more radiant than hers

Blessed be to those who will follow in the footsteps of the one hand picked by god to fight the cruelest battles of them all

Nana,

Tonight I write you this poem

Thanking you for being the spotlight that shines during the darkest time of one’s life,

Your words have brought peace to many

Settling the dust in forgotten places.

And restoring the sun in your children.

Thank you for always remembering to kiss the sky awake with each dawning

And for granting the moon to us most fearful of nightfall

We appreciate you,

Never taking you for granted

And though the words may not leave our mouths daily

They are forever engraved within our minds

For you be the woman that I dare to become

The leading light in the lives of many

You are so much more than what you can imagine

Your soul will live beyond your life

Through the people you have touched

Purple should only be wore by the most royal,

But you stand queen without it.

Your love will be plaster to back of my heart

For a lifetime

Nana, thank you for filling the empty space in my heart

And for showing me

that I don't have to set on a throne to claim my crown

Because we are all born Queens.