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: Grandpa's Garden
Yesterday I had a dream,
of flowers in a garden
I saw you there, you cared for them
Near an offspring was forgotten
You watered them, along the way
Took time to smell each blossom
You pruned each one as they grew
health and safe your precaution
You radiated light for them
nurishing each bud
You shall always be the stem
you gave us all your love
You were the warth, the way, the light
the scent upon the breeze
Your absence here is hard on us
but soon the pain will ease
WE embrace the time we had
but time has come to call
We'll remember the little things
that made you who you are
Showing us the depths of you,
took courage and enriched our souls
Your the bush that flourished us
gave strength, to help us grow
You are the soil, that keeps us planted
our memories have all been fillled
For we shall live and pass along
the roots that you've instilled
This is a garden you have grown
cultivating it with love
Never ending, always growing
there is no end to love
Now rest your pedals, forever more
for each one you have shed
We shall forever, cherish them..
in our hearts and heads
by your granddaughter:
Jeanette C. Miller {Tina Grayson}
05/21/01
4 years ago
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Yesterday I had a dream,
of flowers in a garden
I saw you there, you cared for them
Near an offspring was forgotten
You watered them, along the way
Took time to smell each blossom
You pruned each one as they grew
health and safe your precaution
You radiated light for them
nurishing each bud
You shall always be the stem
you gave us all your love
You were the warth, the way, the light
the scent upon the breeze
Your absence here is hard on us
but soon the pain will ease
WE embrace the time we had
but time has come to call
We'll remember the little things
that made you who you are
Showing us the depths of you,
took courage and enriched our souls
Your the bush that flourished us
gave strength, to help us grow
You are the soil, that keeps us planted
our memories have all been fillled
For we shall live and pass along
the roots that you've instilled
This is a garden you have grown
cultivating it with love
Never ending, always growing
there is no end to love
Now rest your pedals, forever more
for each one you have shed
We shall forever, cherish them..
in our hearts and heads
by your granddaughter:
Jeanette C. Miller {Tina Grayson}
05/21/01