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Oct 2013
From the meadows we would walk
to the laughter you would bring
From the ground up above
to the dirt down beneath

Those nights you were comfort
The days you were just mine
To the rain that poured
on your casket that night

I saw the feeling in your eyes
of hope and relief
I heard the last words you spoke
Reminding me you love me

I touched the body
with a soul now resting
I cried the last time
I could feel your presence
My great grandmother was the only bond to keep my family together. Her death, July 14, 2010, was the worst day of my life. To this very day I remain distracted by her disappearance. While praying to meet her in peace one day.
Written by
Shanay Love  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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   Alicia Pena and Chloe B
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