Mary Walters

MEMORIES

on the 21st of jan 2009 i lost the most important person in my life.
my grandma was more than my world she was my reason.
i had lived with her and my grandad since they day i was born n i saw her everyday. she was the only person i felt every wanted me around and now i feel i have no-one,
she was the kindest, most generous and loving woman that the world was blessed to meet.
she was married to my grandad for 58 yrs they were together 65 yrs he talks about her everyday.
she fought back everytime she was ill, she was so strong and brave, now i know i have to be these things for her. and to keep her memory alive forever.
i would give anything just to be able to tell her how much i love her and how important she is to me.

this is the poem i wrote and read out at her funeral.


When I think about my grandma,
One main thing comes to mind,
That never in 21 yrs have I met,
Someone so generous and so kind.

All those laughs and memories,
In the living room with her ironing board,
Especially if her soaps were on,
We were sure to be ignored.

She made me sit and listen to the Joseph CD,
For an hour and 20 minutes in the car
Whilst trying to teach her how to text
Ye that didn’t get very far.

Talking on technology,
A Convosation that will never leave me,
She rang me on day with the remote in her hand,
Shed forgotten how to change it to 3.

Shortly after she passed away,
I was talking to someone, like you do,
They said they’ll always remember her,
With a pint of wine n soda, or maybe 2.

Between me n my little sister,
An underage waitressing job, which was nice.
Chuckie butty can you get me a drink please,
N don’t forget the ice!!!!

By the time she moved to spring field,
It was a bottle shed prefer you see,
Try sneaking 3 of them past mark under your coat,
‘Might as well’ she’d say ‘ its free’

Little unique ways and phrases,
Which all 5 of us have heard and used,
Up the dancers (the stairs), skin a rabbit, (get undressed)
Shed tickle us if we refused,

All the stories she used to tell me,
Moston lane my mum n john,
The war, how she met granddad,
The list goes on and on.



But id always sit and listen,
Or walk as we went round town,
Think it was just an excuse to get out
Every week a new nightgown?

A birthday card for everyone in England,
Just in case, you never know
Enough sweets to feed the von trapp kids,
She’s been there as well don’t you know,

Travelling round every country,
Singapore got to be the best trip,
They were only there about 4 hours,
They were coming home, shed broke her hip

The one thing I could rely on,
Was that she’d always be there for me
Always putting others first,
She was that kind of person you see,

A lifetime of memories,
Smiles and laughter too,
The image of your face will stay in my mind,
Forever me and you.

The small sign of comfort,
Is that she is not alone,
She will be reunited with her beloved son
The two of them are now home,

So the image may fade, the voice may go,
But as your angel wings ascend,
I will never let your memory fade,
My strength, my guiding, my best friend.

So if you all could do me a favour,
Think of the person with no regret,
Raise your glass when we get to the roebuck n toast,
Mary Walters, we will never forget

MULU 4 ever and eternity, you will always be my world xxxxxxxxxx