She helped kiss away my tears
Comforted my pain with sympathy
She took away my fears
She is an angel to me
Over me, she looks down
I feel that she still does care
Watches me, no matter which town
I will always know she is there
She lives on in my heart
My wonderful, Scottish nan
Long ago to Heaven she did depart
She helped to shape this man
All the things she ever did
Was help open my eyes to see
I am always her little grand-kid
And she is always an angel to me
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Dedicated to my grandmother (Violet Eason Smith) who died in 1992.
Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 2:12 AM UTC
She helped kiss away my tears
Comforted my pain with sympathy
She took away my fears
She is an angel to me
Over me, she looks down
I feel that she still does care
Watches me, no matter which town
I will always know she is there
She lives on in my heart
My wonderful, Scottish nan
Long ago to Heaven she did depart
She helped to shape this man
All the things she ever did
Was help open my eyes to see
I am always her little grand-kid
And she is always an angel to me
........................................................................................................................
Dedicated to my grandmother (Violet Eason Smith) who died in 1992.
copyright Chris Smith 2000
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