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GRANDMOTHERS LOVEA GRANDDAUGHTER SO PRECIOUS, GOD, HAS GIVEN TO ME, WITH HAIR SO BLONDE, EYES SO BLUE, SHE'S AS BEAUTIFUL, AS CAN BE. SHE CAN BE, SO VERY FUNNY, WITH THE FACES, THAT SHE'D MAKE, ALL THESE MEMORIES, THAT I HAVE, NO ONE, CAN EVER TAKE. THE MEMORIES, HELD WITHIN MY HEART, I KNOW, I'LL NEVER LET GO, THE LOVE, I HAVE FOR MY GRANDDAUGHTER, THAT SHE, WILL NEVER KNOW. I PRAY, THAT SHE'LL REMEMBER, FUN WE HAD, WHEN SHE WAS SMALL, BUT, DEEP WITHIN, MY BROKEN HEART, I'M AFRAID, SHE WON'T REMEMBER, AT ALL. I CAN ONLY PRAY, DOWN, THE ROAD OF LIFE, OUR PATHS, WILL CROSS AGAIN, MY PRAYER FOR HER, IS TO REMEMBER ME, AND, FUN TIMES WE HAD BACK THEN. WRITTEN BY: DIANA SHIRLEY Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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