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I would spend my Summers
visiting my Grandma they were my happiest days
She would sit with me by the hours and read from
this old Book
This Book was the family Bible and it told of
GOD'S many creative ways
Grandma was very old, often in an instant her
whole body shook
There was a special bond, a kindness and a
wonderful love she had for me
Grandma's smile and her laughter was always a
delightful sound
We would talk of her flowers, taking my hand all
her flowers I would see
Grandma's flowers were beautiful and every color
could be found
Grandma was never mean or gruff and always a
smile and a twinkling eye
She is my thoughtful Grandma, in my heart will
always be there
This horrible day I will remember when dark
clouds were covering the sky
She was holding and reading to me sitting in her
old rocking chair
She was reading the Book of Ruth, then she shook
hard then she went still
She died that day reading the Family Bible and
holding on to me
Grandma's body was buried out back in the family
plot on cemetery hill
Now I read and hold my grand daughter, I hope
Grandma can see
©Dale L. Neill
May 4, 2004
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