Memories with grandma who's passed.
© Allison G. Henderson
Laying in her bed while she tells us her childhood stories,
Never ending perfect days without any worries.
Making us laugh was her specialty,
and all those long summer evenings having tea.
She taught me so much about life up’s an down’s,
and so long for her to still be around.
Every precious moment we had i will always treasure,
and in my thoughts and my heart she will be forever.
Although she’s left me for now,
I know for sure I will see her again ......somehow.
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