10 years, by Blackened_Sky
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this is about my Gran Rowe who died on christmas 1995. since
its ten years ago i felt i should write something because
she was the most amazing person and her memory desevers it
for you Gran
Ten years
And it still
Brings a tear
To my mother’s
Eye
I can’t help but ask why
Why you are gone
Sixty three years old
Your life wasn’t that long
You seemed so fit
You seemed so happy
Christmas that year was
Really crappy
I remember how
My child’s heart would glow
Your love was unquestionable
I’m glad I know
But Gran
I miss you
And ill never have you back
But ill see you again
Not till I’ve lived
I owe you that
Grace Rowe died 25/12/1995
R.I.P. Gran xxx |
Posted: 2006-01-07 12:45:38 UTC |
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2006-01-07 21:17:34 | JessicaxCore |
Wow. I really like how you write. It's not easy to lose someone you love, and you really brought that out in this poem. |