Grandmother

As the cold winds draw in,  
so she stands there  
on the brink of humanity;  
it's icy tendrils
drawing fear down her spine.  
 
A life well lived,  
and love in it's plenty;  
she leaves behind
her earthly existence,  
all that she holds dear.  
 
Her inner light was joyous,  
illuminating all  
with it's anemophilous presence.  
Her departure will be felt  
by many a broken heart.