by Ava p, Age 14 , USA
With the wind whipping through my curly hair,
I could taste the warm and sunny afternoon air.
As I sat back in the leather seat,
I could hear my pounding heart beat.
In my grandmother’s red convertible, I was living the dream
As we were driving to go get the best ice cream.
With a smile spreading from ear to ear
My grandma and I walked up to the cashier.
“I would like a black raspberry chip ice cream, please.”
And as I licked the smooth, chocolatey sensation, I could feel my tongue begin to freeze.
“Thank you, Grammie!” I said looking up at her with gratefulness in my eyes.
She replied, “Your welcome. For you deserve any prize.”
As 8 years have now elapsed
ever since my grandma has passed.
I still miss those hot summer days
And I still miss her heartwarming gaze.
I still remember those cool convertible rides
As my grandmother drove with me by her side.
For there will always be a special spot in my heart
Where my Grammie will always be a part.