In life I had two grandmothers
As precious a gift one could get
Grandma, I can’t remember
Oma, I’ll never forget.
Grandma died when I was young
Oma died when she was old
Grandma lived far away from me
Oma was the one who lived close
Though I can’t remember my Grandma
She lives on in her daughter, my mom
I have only to look at my mother
To see what Grandma would have done
Oma was never closer
Than she was to my dad, her son
She treasured him and he cared for her
Until her life on earth was done
Not only the women who gave birth to my folks
But the women who taught them to live
And those life lessons my parents passed on to me
Are because my grandmothers took time to give
I wonder what these two women
Are doing now that they are at home
Are they sharing stories of the good ol’ days
Are they watching over their own
If I could pass along one message
To the women I wish I could see
Thank you! Grandma and Oma
For who you became to me
© Ruby Neumann
