poem i wrote

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i've decided id like to share a poem i wrote 3 months after i lost grandma...hope you like it tiggy... Grandma ? The breeze rustles through the trees, The flowers are visited by busy bees, The birds keep singing their happy song, The sounds are as beautiful as the day is long. You chose to live in the country years ago, Up where the clean water of the Yarra does flow, You loved to look at ‘your’ mountain from your kitchen window, The mountain known as Mount Little Joe. You asked to end up there with grandpa and your dad, Something we did without feeling too sad, Your ashes may disappear without a trace, But your essence will remain at your final resting place. You touched so many lives with your love, Your happy outlook was as pure as a white dove, The fun you saw in life was the best by far, You will always be remembered…. I love you grandma. ? ©tigrashadow July 2007