Grandma
Grandma
Our ancestors have called you
It was time for you to go,
Heaven has no boundaries
Sit back and enjoy the show.
Your spirit lives within us
And your soul will never die,
You will be our dream catcher
As you spread your wings and fly.
Old stories of your laughter
Will be told around the fire,
Memories of your wisdom
Filled with passion and desire.
The Golden Gate has opened
God forgave you for your sins,
You made your way to heaven
Where the powwow never ends.
Copyright © Troy Snyder | Year Posted 2020
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