GRANDMA
BY DEBI FISHER
I had a Grandma once
when I was young as you .
Maybe I had more than one
me thinks I might had two .
One Grandma was so very mean
but I'm sure she meant no harm .
My other Gram , my favorite one
always held me in her arms .
Daddy said to me once
if you're mean in this here life
you'll cross over to the other side
and be just as nice but twice .
So the nice Gram said don't cry
one day you will discover
just how nice God can be
and over you I'll hover .
She taught me all the good things
and only once did I see her mad
but she loved me unconditionally
and for this I sure was glad .
Then one day as I grew old
and she grew ill as ill could be
she called me to her bedside
wanted to explain to me .
Said God was calling her home
but this was far to be the end.
Told me it was her time to go
I should rely on my good friend .
I told her it was ok
if she wanted to go home .
For I would keep her in my heart
her spirit would be free to roam .
My GG and I, we were so close
a second mother to me .
So I do understand my friend
I can plainly see .
Do not be so sad
for Grandma looks down on you .
This is my story of my favorite Gram
and I'm always here for you .
Written by Debi Fisher
2006
MIDI: ANGELS WATCHING OVER ME
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CREATED: PAM GALLO
