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A
GRANDMOTHERS POEM To
be a grandmother, at middle age, To
me, means life, starts a whole other stage. The
joy of seeing, my granddaughter’s face, Means
now I get to start the race. Chasing
and playing, with the one I call grandson, Means
staying in shape to help my heart run. His
laughter is like an Angel singing to me, When
his tears start to flow, I know that shouldn’t be. They
dance around my heart everyday, And
sing their songs, with meaning to stay. Each
day that I look at them, they take me to the past, To
when their mother was young, and life went so fast . I
see my daughter, in their eyes with pride, To
say you’re a part of me, then I cry. I
want to go back, to the days of old, When
I kept their mommy, from the heat & cold. To
have children, means one thing, That
GOD and HIS Angels, did the right thing. Written
By Dolly
Webb ã
2003
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