My Grandmother
Grandma
With angel wings,
She left this world,
It seems he called her name.
A missing part in my life,
which shall never be the same.
No goodbyes, no kiss goodnight,
Not even a silent prayer,
Could mend the pain in my heart,
I know God found her there.
I will miss her smile,her thoughtful ways, how her laughter
brightend even the darkest of days.
Her children and grandchildren take her place, to do the best we can.
For one day upon a heart shaped cloud, we will be reunited once again.
I miss you grandma
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