One Talent
...re not to flatter; I mean them from the heart. It seems my only talent Is neither big nor rare; Just to listen and encourage, And to fill a vacant chair. But all the gifted people Could not so brightly shine Were it not for those who use A talent such as mine! These words that were written so define my grandma. She always listened to our problems and never had an unkind word to say about anyone. When we would come home from school, the aroma of fresh cinamon rolls would greet as we blasted through the front door. Even when we did the wrong thing, which we so often did, she took our part. She would go to bat for us even if it meant going to the school and arguing with the principal. She believed in us. And while that might not have always been the right thing...