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An Unexpected Thanksgiving

That morning, I thought I was dreaming I heard my Dad say it, but I thought my ears were playing tricks on me I didn't expect for this to happen to you Well, at least not this soon My Dad and aunts said they saw it coming But the news to me was shocking Every other time, you always pulled through But this time, you must have been tired and answered when God called you It seemed unreal to me Because I was so use to you coming home and recovering That's why it took me by surprise When she called and said that you died I thought I would've been brave and not shed a tear But seeing that casket made it a reality that you were no longer here I couldn't hold back the tears that were falling from my eyes Because it had finally hit me that we were about to say our good-byes They had you dressed so pretty in your bone white dress And you laid nice and peaceful in your white casket You looked so wonderful laying in your final rest Knowing that you're now in peace and quiet I still can't believe that you're gone to this day But you lived a good life and it was your time to go away We didn't wanted to let you go on that Thursday But we had to on the twenty-eighth My eyes filled with tears as I wrote this Because even though you're gone, my love for you still exists From that Thursday to that Wednesday, your children reminisced About the old days with you and how you will be missed I hope and pray that my sister and I won't face losing our parents no time soon Because I look at us and see how we cried and miss you I tell my family that I love them every day and night Because I never know when it's going to be one of our time To Grandma Lillian E. Glover December 25, 1930-November 22, 2007 Missed sadly by loved ones

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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