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    Feb 2009


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    Memories of my youth.
    Flood over my soul.
    When I think of Grandma.
    They make me feel whole.
    Gathering at her house.
    With all the family there.
    We made lots of memories.
    For all of us to share.

    Lessons that she taught me.
    Guide me thru the day.
    If I listened closely.
    I cannot go astray.
    Love and commitment.
    She drilled into me.
    Making the person that I am.
    Just who I want to be.

    Grandma has many names.
    Each one has their chosen.
    But the names I want her called
    Starts with love,
    For she is warm and not frozen.

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    Join Date
    Dec 2008



    thanksss for sharing



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