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Grandma
Self dependent intelligent strong,
were the things i thought of you.
When i was young I always dreamed,
that I could be that way too.
You'd held strong,
through so very much,
You never got defeated.
And still kept that gentle touch,
that I had always needed.
To me you were a hero,
An inspiration to us all.
You helped me conquer my fears,
I thought you'd never fall.
But as we went through the years,
your memory faded.
Bringing more tears.
Seeing you like this we all really hated.
I knew that I should just let you go.
You would finally be pain free.
But no, no, no.
That would just be too hard for me.
So I willed you through hard times,
I prayed for you frequently.
And I hoped that it would be fine.
But it was just temporary.
Finally I realized,
that I had to just let go.
I had to cut off my ties.
Even it put me at a new low.
Now I know you're with god now.
And I know that is best,
though I can't imagine how,
We've made it through the rest.
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