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One More Moment ....

I can never describe my loss into grief You were stolen like a thief would take his jems You were the jewel I grew with You taught me much and now I need you so much When all was crumbling inside you reached for me You knew my spirit you knew me well My love My friend My everything As a young girl I laughed with you Your smile I hold dear I miss your tender kiss I love still with a unbearable pain thats deeper than deep Too me I grew knowing you were by myside And now I need your loving arms they are not there Just held inside of me I want to be where you stand now To see the light that shines within my grandmothers heart I want to hide inside your loving mind Your smell of sweetest perfume on my cheek Your powder on my sleeve and lipstick was never was far If only I could sit and speak to you just once more It all seems so far away now but still I crave Just to say I love with all my heart and to give you a smile Just one more minute is all I needed no I lie just one more life for us to share I love my grandmother oh yes even though I miss you with so much despair I promise to be the girl you loved the woman you watched grow The mother in me you were proud to share with me But I still wish you could be there to make my fears leave .... I will always miss my grandmother x

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Date: 8/28/2010 12:24:00 PM
great write my lady. this was deep. i appreciate you for sharing your emotions with us. it is hard losing someone close to you. you have honored her well in this poem.
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Date: 8/28/2010 12:00:00 PM
Sarah, I can read from your words that your grandmother was a lovely lady. You poem in dedication to her is wonderful >> James
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Date: 8/28/2010 7:56:00 AM
A heart felt poem Sarah, your grandmother had so much affect on you and your life. The sad thing is when they pass the effect takes a different sad affection. Thanks for sharing your dedication of warmth with us here at the soup,..p.d.
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