My Only Grandma

When I was growing up I knew who you were But what you looked like I was so unsure For years I dreamed About your face, your hair Mom said you were short So I would start there I'd picture your curls And that pretty red dress In that only picture we have Of you on the desk We used to write letters Each and every week But on the phone We'd rarely speak I'd recieve cards I'd send you pictures back But there was something more That we lacked I had never seen your face Had never seen your hair On those holidays You were never there You have lived So far away And you still do To this very day You left before I was even born So now there's a missing piece That has been torn My puzzled heart Is not complete So now when I write It's an empty sheet Because I really don't know Just what to say To someone who has stayed So far away Even though I love you With all of my heart I hate that you chose To stay so far apart And even now After that close call A few months ago When you took that fall We want you back But you won't come You give us excuses Like the hot sun Grandma, Who I've only met twice I still remember Your advice But if there was one wish That I don't lack Would be the one To have you back!!