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When It Rains, I Think of You

Poetry By: rockergirl2010
Poetry



This is dedicated to my grandmother.


Submitted:May 24, 2010    Reads: 96    Comments: 1    Likes: 8   


When it rains
I feel a sense of being
When it rains
I watch it with tears in my eyes
When it rains
I hide my tears
When it rains
I cry remembering her
When it rains
I feel a sense of relaxation
knowing she is safe in heaven

But when the sun comes out
I shine like her
When the sun comes out
I smile like her
When the sun comes out
I think of her
When the sun comes out
I remember her and love her even more

My memories are all I have left
I will cherish them always
My grandmother's cookies
My grandmother's scent

I keep hoping I will see her
As a ghost or human
But I know
It's not possible

♥♥♥

I love you grandma. I hope you will cherish this poem and I want you to know you didn't die in vain.





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