Your hair is white now
and your skin, it's getting dry and wrinkled
but for me, your still the most beautiful woman,
grandmother.
Your bones are brittle now,
and your joints, they're aching,
but for me, your still the strongest woman,
grandmother.
Your ears can't hear now,
and your eyes, they're no longer 20/20 in visual acuity,
but for me, your still the best listener
and the best person who sees and understands my true feelings,
grandmother.
Yes you're old now,
and your days are almost up,
but for me, you're still young and would eternally live
in my heart forver,
grandmother.
I love you!
Feb 16, 2012
Feb 16, 2012 at 5:45 AM UTC
Your hair is white now
and your skin, it's getting dry and wrinkled
but for me, your still the most beautiful woman,
grandmother.
Your bones are brittle now,
and your joints, they're aching,
but for me, your still the strongest woman,
grandmother.
Your ears can't hear now,
and your eyes, they're no longer 20/20 in visual acuity,
but for me, your still the best listener
and the best person who sees and understands my true feelings,
grandmother.
Yes you're old now,
and your days are almost up,
but for me, you're still young and would eternally live
in my heart forver,
grandmother.
I love you!
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