Grandma, I am wishing
I could visit you today.
Like when I was little
and came over for a stay.
How I loved your cookies
from the oven, nice and hot.
No one made them better
and I always ate a lot.
I remember, too, your kisses
when I would come to stay.
Especially the magic ones
that kissed my tears away.
If heaven really is a place
with joy beyond compare;
Cookies and your kisses
will be waiting for me there.
Tears are falling from the eyesthat long to see your face.Arms that used to hug you tightnow miss your sweet embrace.Lips long to tell you words of love,and kiss you just once more.Feet would like to run towhere you are past heaven’s door.Hearts left behind are...
The dishes are stacked high in the sink. The dishwasher’s loaded clear up to the brink. Her vacuum sits idle. Crumbs lie on the floor. What’s so important these tasks she’d ignore? Can she not see her kitchen’s a mess? It almost seems though she couldn’t care less....
I kneel in prayer beside my bed each night when day is done. And thank the Lord for blessing me with such an awesome son. I ask Him to be with you, and to keep your spirit strong. That you may be courageous in this world of right and wrong. I love you Son and wonder,...
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