Remembering Anna Jane....
A poem by Nate Rapkin
I love grandma.
Will I ever be able to see grandma again?
I really hope heaven is real.
I don’t want that to have been the last time I saw her.
My heart hurts.
My memories of Grandma are so many
I miss her so much.
I will always remember …
Her famous chocolate chip cookies, eating them both cold and warm
Her sledding hill and building snowmen
Her Christmas trees, our Christmas joy, our family, Christmas fun
Lily and Mini hiding under the bed, cuddly and loving
Michael my cousin, friendly, always playful, gaming together
Grandma’s hugs, warm, full of love
Her house, too many memories to remember
Drinking hot chocolate together, warm and yummy
Baking fun with her
Nathaniel Reuben Rapkin
Guilford, Connecticut & Barcelona, Spain