My Grandma

Some Grandma's love to cook,

some Grandma's love to eat,

some Grandma's are mean,

and others very sweet,

but my Grandma was the best of all that you could ever meet.

Her face was always bright,

her smile a precious sight,

and when I go to sleep I'll dream of her tonight.

About all the stories she told,

and how she was so bold,

but most of all how she as worth more than any piece of gold.

I really love my Grandma,I really miss her to,

but I will always remeber her in everything I do.

R.I.P Grandma!!

 

 

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Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. 

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