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Grandmas Glory

October 9, 2013
By Mia Forris SILVER, Detroit, Michigan
Mia Forris SILVER, Detroit, Michigan
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The way she use to hold me
The way she use to sing to me
I miss her voice and I miss the way she holds me
She use to comfort me in so many ways
When I cry, she was the shoulder I’ll lean on. She made me believe in things I’ve never thought of. She made things better for me. She gave me hope and she had faith.

Now she’s gone. What am I to do?
I know she’s in a better place.
I can’t wait to see you


The author's comments:
something I wrote from about my grandma who passed away

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