Granny
Granny
A little old lady with silver hair.
A heart of gold.
With diamonds on her hands.
Ruby red lips that speak so strongly.
Thats granny
But as she climbs those stairs to heaven.
God says, a star will be in the sky tonight.
And on that star, the name of Granny will shine so bright.
Copyright © Harold Hunt Sr | Year Posted 2015
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