Tea Cup Tuesday!

I have a pretty little tea cup,

I set it out to dry.

A pretty little teacup

That is there when I cry.

I cried when I first got it

From my dearest grand mama

Given to me as an heirloom

Before she passed through her comma.

She said, “Dear how I love you

And how beautiful you’ve become.

Let this teacup catch your tears

When you are feeling glum.

“And when you see this teacup,

Always think of me.

And each tear that it catches

Remember when I would nestle you on my knee.

“This teacup is my promise

Though fragile and delicate

That someday soon we will come together

When we meet at Heaven’s gate.”

And now that she is gone

I hold close my little cup

And when I feel alone,

I tend to find myself looking up.

My grandma, she is up there

And I know she’s looking down

I know she’s always watching

Which turns my smile from a frown.

My cup is not dry tonight

For I let Grandma catch my tears

I hug my cup, I hug her close tonight

How I have missed her throughout the years.

I love you my sweet grandma

I cannot wait to see you someday

Thank you for blessing me

In every single way.

by sidewalkchalklove