Another guardian angel joins the sky above;
Another guardian angel to watch over us with love.
Unexpected, yet expected, it was her time,
and to truly do her justice, there is no rhyme.
Memories are all that now remain,
They are the remedy for this kind of pain.
The thought of the loss hovers in the air,
As if it isn’t really there;
It hasn’t yet sunk in,
That this was one we couldn’t win.
She’s gone to a better place, they say,
But that does little to make the ache go away.
How bittersweet a thought to know
That for her to be at peace, means we must miss her so.
Another guardian angel joins the sky above;
Another guardian angel to watch over us with love.
In loving memory of my grandmother; she will be greatly missed.
Yes, she will.
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What a lovely tribute to your grandmother, Dounia. Toutes mes condoleances.
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Thanks for your kind comment, Anne; I really appreciate it.
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you are lucky to have been so close, even thought that means that parting is more painful. I really regret not having been closer to my grandmother and the good memories I have make me sad as there are so few…
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This is beautiful!
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Thank you very much!
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Beautiful tribute honoring your grandmother. I’m so sorry for your loss.
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Thank you very much, Robin. I greatly appreciate your comment.
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Beautiful poem. Thanks for visiting my blog so I could find yours! Looking forward to more!
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Thank you very much for your lovely comment and for stopping by! I definitely look forward to reading more of your blog too 🙂
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What a wonderful tribute to your grandmother. I’m sure she’s smiling down at you right now, so very proud of her granddaughter.
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Thank you very much, Kate; I truly appreciate your kind comment. Thanks for stopping by and I hope to hear from you again!
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Doun, je viens de relire ton poème, il est tellement beau… il redonne vie a plein d’émotion, de souvenirs, ça me fait sourire et ça me serre le coeur en même temps… l’absence de quelqu’un de cher on ne s’y fait pas, on l’apprivoise tout doucement… bisous, mam
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Thanks pour ton message, mam. Ca me fait du bien de lire tes mots et ca me fait tellement plaisir que tu as aime le poeme. Et bien sur j’adore quand tu me laisse un message sur mon blog! Penser a teta me fait exactement ca: ca me fait sourire et ca me serre le coeur en meme temps. C’est beau et touchant ce que tu ecris, mama, et c’est tellement vrai. On a de la chance de t’avoir et d’avoir une famille comme la notre. Gros bisous
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