THE POWER OF OATMEAL

Let’s take a walk down memory lane, past the darkness past the pain.

It was a cold and rainy day, and I was late getting home from school.

But as I looked up and there she stood, 6 foot 4 but in reality 4 foot 9.

It was that little old lady I call Grandma.

These are the words I would hear her say, how about some oatmeal on this cold rainy day.

These are the words I can still hear her say, how about some oatmeal on this cold rainy day.

Because yesterday grandma passed away.

So how about some oatmeal on this cold rainy day.

BY LENNY JAYNES