Grandmother Memorial Day Poems

I am Misti--, didn't get it?
Misti(sweetness) is my name,
My grandmother gave me that
Honor, I'm too grateful.
I'm going to 8 months
This November soon,
My limbs are
Not properly...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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The celestial light is about to go and escapes;
As dawn enters, and cover it with darkness.
She was able to finish mysteries, with less air to...

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Men march forth
Like fodder falling in shallow graves
No one wins a war
No one counts graves
Lift your sword high and mighty
If you are not the undergrowth...

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When I met her , a very old lady she was , yet inside lay a frightened child .
I felt my heart cry , I...

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