Homesick- A sort of poem

I miss hugs and kisses,

I miss The warmth of a loving embrace,

I miss A home cooked meal loaded with butter and seasoning,

I miss Arguments that always end in tears and hugs,

But most of all I miss Granny.

I miss cold mornings huddled around a heater,

I miss the morning news and a bowl of cereal,

I miss That satisfied feeling after a hard day's work and sipping lemonade at base a tree with the ones you love,

But most of all I miss Granny.

I miss camping in winter in a tent that let in more rain than it kept out,

I miss marshmallows and hot dogs cooked on a campfire,

I miss the smell of burning leaves and wood on a cold winter night,

But most of all I miss Granny.

I miss the smell of crushed pine needles,

I miss the fresh scent of clothes without the taint of cigarettes,

I miss the sound of the wind in the trees,

I miss sitting on the porch in a thunderstorm listening to the rain,

But most of all I miss Granny.

I miss cuddling at night with a warm ball of fur,

I miss planting a garden and trying to make it grow,

I miss playing video games in the dead of a winter's night covered with a blanket on the porch,

But most of all I miss Granny.

I miss wrinkled hands always there to help,

I miss bright blue eyes twinkling with laughter,

I miss a toothless smile always ready to appear,

I miss gnarled feet barely able to stand,

And most of all I miss Granny.