February 13, 2008
All the kisses, and the
Best hugs of all,
Things I could remember,
Before I could crawl.

I miss the way she hugged me,
Her arms around me tight,
Always letting me know,
Everything will be alright.

I miss her candy kisses,
That’s why I’m proud to say,
That I’ll miss her candy kisses
Each and everyday

I call her my grandma, the woman
I miss so much,
I miss her smile, her laughter,
And her soft gentle touch.

But we don’t have to worry,
I know we’ll meet again,
Because believe me grandma,
I know this isn’t the end.

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