Through The Storms

I know my granny still with me; I feel her spirit
When my mind's feeling hazy; she helps clear it
Her loving voice? I miss its beautiful, audible tones
She had no choice; her father summoned her home

Through the storms; she provided my comfort
That was her norm; she provided my support
In the court of public opinion, she was an angel
Any who says otherwise, I'd quickly strangle

Like a right angle, she helped me stand erect
She'll forever garner my total & utmost respect
My sanity almost ejected; plane began nose diving
I had to collect myself in order to keep on surviving