To: Grandma Pat

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    To: Grandma Pat

    "As I lay me down to sleep,
    I pray the Lord,
    My soul to keep,
    That if I die before I wake,
    I pray the Lord,
    My soul He'll take."
    You mean so much,
    I love you dearly, I wish you wouldn't go,
    It feels too early,
    But I understand,
    That it may be time,
    For you to leave.
    It's up to the Lord to decide whether you
    stay, or whether you go.
    Either way, I love you so.
    If you do go,
    This I will admit, it will be hard to say
    goodbye to someone I've known my whole life.
    May the Lord protect you all the way.
    I love you Grandma, either way.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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