This poem was written for you, dear Grandmother,
Whom I love with all my heart.
I loved you when we were together
And even more when we were apart.
I never had the chance to tell you just how you inspired me.
You were loved by everyone you met, and never cowardly.
If I could be half the woman you were in your lifetime,
I would consider it an honor to be able to walk that perfect line.
Your children and your grandchildren will be forever blessed
Just because we were the ones who got to know you best.
As the Golden Gates of Heaven opened,
There your husband stood.
He's waited many years for you to come because he knew you would.
He takes your hand and spins you around, your spirits become young
Then you see your sister as well, dancing like the wind.
So goodbye to your mind and body, your spirit is set free.
I will see your face again one day, when those gates are opened for
by Kimberly Becker
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