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Thinking of Gran

My Grandmother

In my rose garden of memories,
I see you standing there,
An angel in disguise,
Who taught me how to care.

I long to hear your voice
for real - not in my dreams.
I am missing you so much these days.
How empty my world seems.

People say time heals all wounds,
that someday the pain will subside,
but Grandma, I can tell you
I think they must have lied.

The emptiness I am feeling now
is strong and I am weak.
These days go by without you,
so dreary and so bleak.

In my rose garden of memories
I know you'll always be,
for though you're gone from this mortal world,
in my heart you'll always be.

- Victoria L. Payne