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God saw you getting tired,
And a cure was not to be,
So he put his arms around her
And whispered "Come to me."
With tearful eyes we watched you,
And saw you pass away,
Although we loved you dearly
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands at rest
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best
- Title: a poem in memory of my grandma
- Artist: Vizkiz
- Description: in loving memory of nerida vazquez november 8 2007
- Date: 11/19/2008
- Tags: poem memory grandma
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Comments (5 Comments)
- Lil Cutsie - 12/26/2008
- That's a great poem.I feel ur pain.my grandma died a painful way,though
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- screamyourlegoff - 12/12/2008
- that reminds me of my grandma. T.T nicely done
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- XxYunji YoungxX - 11/24/2008
- omg..its so sweet
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- Hikari de Grazia - 11/21/2008
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Nicely done~
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