A grandmother's job never ends. Many grandmothers in our society step in to raise children when their mother is unavailable. Even in the best of situations, having a grandmother to help with child raising and to provide a softer touch is often a welcome intrusion. The other side of the issue is that grandmothers have to realize when it is time to step back and keep their mouths shut. If there is a healthy father and mother, they are the ones with the final say in how to raise their children.
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G for the Glamour of her wrinkled, old face.
R for the way my mind she used to Refresh.
A for her Anger, which knew no bounds.
N is how she Nurtured us without a sound.
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She was a wonderful woman with a heart of gold,
Smiling with each note she sung.
"Be true to yourself. Be true to your heart.
Remember the good. Remember the bad.
Every morning is a different experience.
Whether it be the sweet and warm morning coffee
on the porch listening to the blue birds chirp and hummingbirds wake,
or it be hot tea while watching the rain slip and fall
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Are there guardian angels?
I believe so
For God gave me a beautiful lady
to help watch me grow
I love my grandmother. My mother left me within six months after I was born and my father died in an accident. My mother never looked back. My grandmother was the one who raised me up till...
Two hearts faithful and true
The world would be incomplete without you.
You are two of the bravest and kindest people I know.
No matter what you do, your love for others will always show.
I can really relate to this poem because two people I know have a really deep love. They may have some ups and downs but at the end they know they love each other very much and they were...
When I was two, grandma was on her way to the mall,
There she met with Ms. Mary who looked as if she was ill.
Ms. Mary was about to fall,
So grandma gave her a pill.
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Grandmothers are the very best,
In many more ways than one.
They dance, they sing,
They laugh, they play.
Grandma's love was sweet, pure, sincere and very dear,
The day she died I tried not to cry, but couldn't hold back the tears.
I text mom and said, "She's gone!" My mother said, "Gone where?"
My Grandma died just a few days ago from a stroke. I miss her so much!
A heart so golden and true
No matter what, she will always be here for you.
Through rain or snow her love for you will always show.
I do believe God created her different from the rest
You and I have made a box,
it's called our box of memories.
I can't hear your voice,
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