My grandma is a lady that died to soon.
She was a lady with more dreams and more love.
She didn’t want to leave she wanted to protect.                                                                                                                                                                                                            
I needed her to help me with my life.
She is a angel that looks over my shoulder.
She guides me beyond the grave.
She gives me hope.
I always felt like I didn’t love her enough.
I wish I could see her again
I love her.
But I have learned she still loved me.
She someone I hold dearly.
My angel.
My grandma.