A poem for my dead grandmother

June 6, 2011
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A Beautiful angel is all that is here Saying O'Lord please leave me here Not ready to leave but has to go Wants to go back but God says no A husband and children Grandchildren and friends A meaningful life that suddenly end And angel is what she was meant to be Now think of all that she can see Watching over her family night and day Saying I love you in her own special way In the night we sleep and in the day we cry While she watches us all from her star in the sky.

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