A Grandchilds Prayer

Grandma please - don't go, please stay,
I love you in so many ways,
You took me here here, you took me there,
And never forgot me Birthday,
We laughed and we played,
And you always made my day;
You bought me gifts large and small,
One big hug and kiss I wanted most of all.
When I heard you were sick,
I prayed to God and said "please God answer me."
All us kids will miss you very much.
We'll have a family gathering and a big "Brunch".
When we needed you, you were there.
Sometimes it wasn't fair,
Your illness made us very sad,
Don't die Grandma "you will make me very mad."

by Joseph Breyan

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