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 Oct 2017 M Joy
Emily Rene
She has a pretty smile,
That goes on for a while
Her teeth are really white,
Some might say what a sight
She is always quick to hug & kiss,
When she's away, I really miss
When I am hurt, she cares so much
She always has that special touch
She quit her job when I was a baby,
So she could play & watch me daily
Brownies, cookies, candy, & cakes,
My Nana really loves to bake
For her job, homes she cleans,
Her clients love her so much they scream!
There really is no test,
My Nana is the very best
I found an old poem I wrote in the second grade & couldn't help but light up at the younger days.
 Oct 2017 M Joy
Drew Vincent
The sound of the rain on the roof,
is nothing compared to the sweet sound of your voice.

The sight of the ocean waves splashing across the rocks,
is not as beautiful as your smile.

The feel of silk clothing on your skin,  
is not as comforting as your hands holding mine.

The smell of the sweetest lavender,
is nothing compared to the smell of your perfume.

Great Grandma,
Get well soon.
We all love you and God Bless You.
I found this poem I wrote when my grandma had a brain aneurysm back in probably 2008 I believe? She passed away not too long after I wrote this. She did not get a chance to hear it.

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