Grandma, when I think of you,
My mind becomes all anew.
Fresh thoughts of you go in my head;
How much I wish you were not dead.
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Death never gets easier, but writing about it this way helps. This is a lovely tribute to your Grandmother, and, as a grandmother myself, I can really appreciate it! Good job.
Zak: the picture portrayed in this piece clearly rings the lossand yet.... the under lying tones of admoration..well ritin'...G