What a difference a minute makes
You were here laughing at my jokes
Brown eyes flashing with mirth
Your smile bright, wit sharp
Days pass, years—friendship entwines like kudzu vines
Growing up out of the weeds and scattered seeds
Clinging to the hallowed halls of haunted ruins
Year book memories and elusive dreams.
What a difference a day makes
You were here new grandma
Holding tight to a tiny hand
Wrapped in smiles and lullabyes
Days pass, years—love, like sunshine warm on your skin
Church bells, wedding bells, for whom the bell tolls
Skin knees, climbing trees, does he love me—yes or no
Photo graphs, silly love songs, call me on the phone.
What a difference a year makes
You were here, now you’re gone
How are we to carry on
We didn’t even get to say good bye
Days pass, years—life like a tapestry
Each thread woven with silken threads
Pain, strife, hard work and worry
Joy, strength, beauty and blessing.
What a difference a life makes
You were here.