My Nana
My Nana was my inspiration,
A person who was always there.
She had God's great salvation,
and was a person who always showed she cared.
My Nana's love was gentle and kind,
Definitely a gift from above.
Something that in most families is hard to find,
She was as beautiful and graceful as a dove.
My Nana always helped others in times of need,
She had a big heart as big as can be.
Always helping people to try and succeed,
And most of all she loved me for me.
My Nana was the one I looked up to,
The one person I counted on.
In everything I do, I got it from you,
Even though you're gone.
My Nana is now walking the streets of gold,
No more worrying and no more pain.
Something that God could only control,
That one day we all hope to obtain.
But in our hearts and in our minds,
She will always remain!
"In Loving Memory of Joan Ahlborn"Wonderful Wife, Mother, and Grandmother
December 9, 1931 to May 8, 2010
78 Years Old
By: Jacquelyn Joan Tello
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