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The dear lost Grandmother
While roaming through my Memories
And thinking through and through 
And Trying and Remembering 
My First memory was You

A Withered frame once held your face
And transferred to my hand
Your backdrop gave angelic grace
My own image wet

So as I laid in feverish dreams
Without hope to live 
And just as soon as crisis cleared
I saw you in my sleep

I know you showed Idealism
Truly frivolous at Heart
Without a speck of Realism
And Debts stretched Far Apart

Your thoughts still glowed Very Bright
Complex Ideas flowed
And so with Great Illustrious light
Your Acumen had Grown

Dad knew your hair shone Flaxen
Your Eyes Great skies of Blue
Although there was no way
He could have known you

You die when he was still a Babe
Three months to be Precise
And Yet to him you still remain
Great Vision to His eyes

Soon after giving Birth to him
Or so I am told
You’ve fallen deathly mortally ill
While waiting in the Cold

And Patiently you waited
For One to take you home 
Just as my Father stated
The wait was just Too Long

It placed on you a dangerous strain
With Consequence Severe
With you receiving so late
We lost your Being dear

I wish he could Prolong your stay
But yet this isn’t true
And while You in Heaven lay
I always think of you

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