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Antique
written by Garik00511:12 PM 4/10/05Old as time yet not an antique.
Old enough to have four great children.
Old enough to have numerus grand-children.
Old enough to have great-grand-children.
She is kind and gentle.
But with her softest word, even then she demands respect.
She has a heart of gold.
And a smile to match.
She is loving and caring.
She is greatful and polite.
Now death is coming to take her life.
I pray for her night and day.
Just to say,
That I love my Grandma with all my heart |
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