The Call

January 13, 2011
By asnyder15 BRONZE, Park City, Utah
asnyder15 BRONZE, Park City, Utah
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I am away doing what I love to do . . .
Ski Jumping

That is when I found out
My mom is telling me that my grandmother
Is passing away

Suddenly,
I find myself recalling every memory
That we shared together

We would
Laugh Play Explore

She was always
Giving Optimistic Caring

Oh, and her ability to
Love Listen Motivate

I will always remember my
Grandma

The author's comments:
This poem is dedicated to my grandmother, Norma Miner, who passed away Oct. 2010

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on Jul. 3 2011 at 2:57 pm
Studio_Riet GOLD, Tonasket, Washington
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Favorite Quote:
" Times you see, is a little arrangement that man has made for himself to try to measure the immeasurable mysteries of life." -Calypso to Ulysses (Bernard Evslin.)
"You don't have a soul, you are a soul. You have a body" - CS Lewis

Sad :(  Not to long ago, a good friend of mine passed away to cancer. This poem is realy similar to my meotions when I heard that she had died. :'( thank you.


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