Upholy now

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    Upholy now

        Grandma i know your happy in heaven and smiling down
    Like when you tucked me in with a smile as i was laying down
    But at times it was tuff cuz you gave me a frown
    In cases of most times with no worries you erased my frown
    I dont know what im going to miss more
    You or your love plus things you lived for
    What is it that we cherish in this life we adore
    Looking for God when life is no more
    They say the eyess are the window to the soul
    For ever loved and forever behold

        Saturdays with grandma, sundays for church
    Memories on monday playing in the dirt
    Once a member of love now a figure filled with hurt
    No doubt how much ill miss you
    If there was a grandmother magazine you were the golden issue
    A wonderful woman died its a crying time of grieve
    Wondering who loves me as i wipe tears off my sleeve
    Your with God now so that means you've left me
    I love you to death grandma may your soul rest in peace
    May it travel the lightest road to heaven on the path of serenity
    Not resting one step untill your at the montains peek

    White hair, glasses, red lips, white teeth
    Yellow flowers red cup on the porch drinking tea
    Much heart chronic love telling me how you loved me
    Just being my grandma, i listened to your heart as you hugged me
    ...Growing up adaptively...
    I hope you had fun on the ride
    Cause they'res nothing like a grandmother
     At least no one that applies
    Wishing i could go back at least to say goodbye
    I cant so i reminisce as i wipe the last tears from my eye

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    rougepriest commented on Upholy now

    10-07-2009

    thats very nice, alovely sentiment. I was raised by my gramma so I have a special place for grammas too. good job sorry i didnt respond sooner i just now saw the comment so anyway nice. write more in this style, too many rap poems already IMO

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    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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