Grandma
By truckerrs
Grandma My mind goes there a bit more than often I never wanted to see the time The pain just never seems to soften From when she left, one day, one time How could I have grown-up without her It was her special love that made the difference In me, who I am, and the things that I prefer Always there, she never treated me with indifference Asking God one dark night for her never to die It came to me, I was asking out of selfishness for me Be thankful for her time, don't waste by asking why Live and enjoy the most special person, I would ever see God gave her to me, I thank Him for that She was my life, she made my life He loaned her to me,and I thank Him for that Oh I miss her, she was my grandfather's wife Written March 31st, 2002 © on Mar 30 2002 04:18 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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