96 Years - Poem by Chris Shindler
96 years one of gods most sweetest heartbeats.
Never a trick just always a treat, A life that can't be beat.
Like the Red Sea once parted. Two family divided. Like the Great Wall we will fall.
96 years of the greatest heartbeat of all.
From childhood to adulthood she has remembered us all. Love so strong forever it will belong.
At one point we've all been tucked in, for my hope is our kids will also feel her love that is within.
A shoulder to cry on, to a hug and a smile on a face full Of love and embrace.
96 years of gods sweetest heartbeat. My wish is to one day also be this sweet.
I love you grandma.
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