My Princess - a Tribute To Grandma
Looking at her
Lying peacefully
I thought "Yes,she's a princess now"
A real one
Not the "Princess" we always called her
Demanding
And bossy
Whining
Complaining
But a Princess who'll sleep forever
Not even Prince Charming kiss
Can wake her up
Looking at her
On a bed full of roses
White,yellow and dusty pink
She actually blooms
With thousand of candles
She looked radiantly beautiful
And that's when I know
She's in a better place now
Well rested
And loved.
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