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GRANDMA
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GRANDPARENT POEMS
We'll never do another thing.
We'll never walk. We'll never talk.
She's gone, a long night before the dawn.
She'll never tell me a tale.
I'll never see her smiling face.
I'll never hear of she's gone to places.
We'll never have a meal.
I'll never get to tell her how I feel.
I'll never her laugh again, till I don't know when.
There was still so much to do.
It's true. I'm blue.
I can only hope and pray that my Grandchildren will feel as much love for me in the future and in the beyond, as the feelings you have so lovingly stated here of your own Grandmother. I am sorry that you lost her and I can tell at the time of this writing you were missing her terribly and I know you still do. A very warm and loving write, full of sincere emotion.
Blessings,
Lesa