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May 2010
Beauty knows no age as we see in her soul.

Her kindness, unwavering.

A touch softer than an early spring breeze, but more loving than any embrace.

Those that know her, are among the luckiest, for they have seen her heart, the one she wears on her sleeve.

A heart that beams with love, spirituality, and gold.

She speaks with ease, making those around her feel comfortable and at peace.

Flecks of sunshine adorn those she loves.

Her words of wisdom glisten and ring even in the darkest of days.

She is a reminder of the goodness that exists within us. She helps us seek the best for ourselves, and for others.

She is apart of us.

We celebrate her life imbued upon her surrounding family, friends, and acquaintances.

She is a Daughter, Sister, Wife, Mother, but above all, she is my Grandmother.

Miles apart, but only through travel; she delicately beats in my heart and twinkles in my mind.

Nanny.
Written by
Brady Xav
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