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I helped Grandma to the podium…where she smiled and stood with pride

as she opened up a weathered old note…and read the words inside:

I want to bring you light when you’re wrapped in darkness

comfort when you’re feeling pain

I want to be your shade when life gets too hot…

your umbrella in the rain.

I want to shield you from the harsh winds...

be your warmth in the winter snow...

I want to stand next to you when you’re feeling tall...

and pick you up when you’re feeling low.

I want your life to be filled with poetry

I’d like to be your rhyme...

I simply want to love you...

until the end of time.

She lingered there a moment

before whispering,”I love you.”

then thanking Grandpa for making sure

all the words he wrote came true.

I helped Grandma from the podium

and as we walked away

she paused for a moment and gently kissed

the casket where Grandpa lay.