Senimental
Grandma
Grandma's are apart of Life
they watch us grow
and start lives of our own
all the while hey silently gude us.
She was an angel
that made everything bright.
She was there
making me laugh, along the way.
Though she was slowly wilting
like the tree in the sky
and the flowers on the ground
as winter came.
She stayed as Chirstmas came
she stayed strong until New Years came
then while I still live my life
She became an Angel in the Sky.
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