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Wednesday, Dec. 18, 2002 @ 11:22 a.m. A GRACE FILLED MOMENT To Grandma with love As I sat here wondering... What on earth to write. I saw a plaque with a poem on it... I wrote to grandma late one night. Though I wrote it many years ago... It seems like yesterday. The poem was returned to me... Since grandma passed away. At this very moment as I type... The tears are streaming down my face. She was as unique as she was elegant. Her parents rightly named her Grace. While in grandma's presence I always felt... A sense of quality and self-worth. She has taught me that to give and love... Are among the most precious things on earth. I miss meeting her for breakfast. I miss her timely birthday card. Though she'll always live within my heart... Letting go is truely hard. Copyright �2002 Robert A Mingo All content property of RAM 2003 |
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