Always Welcome
I have your necklace with me.
Everywhere I go, I always make sure that I have it with me; the golden heart you gave
me on a chain.
Now your gone....& I miss you like crazy.
Sure there's people who still love me & care for me....
But no one can care for me like you did.
Grandma; if you could somehow read this, know that I am a better person because of
the way you raised me.
You'll never leave my heart...
& you'll always have a place in it...
Copyright © Irina Osachaya | Year Posted 2011
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