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My lovely Grandma

Poetry By: Matthew Brazwell

A poetry about my grandma who died when she was only 53.

Submitted:Dec 15, 2011    Reads: 1,400    Comments: 7    Likes: 4   

you 53 years old but I wouldn't even know.

Maybe it's because of how you let your love flow.

When will you leave this earth only God will know,

But I hope you would never go.

I can't picture living a day knowing your in the grave,

I'd probably get all crazy and like you use to say misbehave

As long as I've known you you've always been the same

And that's something I can honestly say.

God flows through you in all sorts of natural ways

Even when I did wrong you still showed me love anyways,

You preached to me, taught me how to pray before I ate

You always tell me to get save before it's too late.

So believe I really love you,

And if we ever separate I'll see you,

inside heaven's gate,

A place where we could stay.

Grandma you are a special person no one on this earth can replace



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