Grandma
My Grandma taught me to love and to cry. She was always someone to be there for me. Her tender arms happily greeted me every time we arrived. She was a shoulder for pain, bringing happiness and touching our hearts. I can close my eyes and feel her touch, smell her wonderful cooking. I cherish her sweet memories in my heart, where they shall remain for all time. Although she is gone, her memories still spread happiness, and touch our lives, enlighten us to be better people. She was a sweet, caring soul, and she will always be remembered. May she live now, free of suffering, in the arms of the Lord.
-Jenni Kirby
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