Grandma

by a broken smile with a broken heart is a poets life   May 31, 2005


You took care of me when i was just a little girl,
i always did crazy things and you always smiled.
you were there to take care of me,
and i thank god for giving me the key.
the key to life,
because with out you i would had never come out from the deep dark hole i was.
i love you so much, like i love your soft touch.
i miss you so much and i hope you miss your little girl too.

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