Great Grandma Leonia
My great grandmother was a beautiful woman.
Her southern white descent,
Merged with the pride of a Cherokee woman
Her grace and beauty transcended nine decades,
Before she answered her call Home.
I am now only left with her words of wisdom:
Passed from daughter-in-law, to daughter, to great grand daughter
"Always do good and be a good scholar:
This quote carries me through life.
I thank God I had the pleasure of knowing you.
You are a beacon of hope to me
Your laugh plays vividly in my mind.
If only I could talk to you-
No, that is asking too much of God
I must endure the hardships of life alone,
With only your memory to guide me.
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