Grandma In The Sky Above Poem by Christina Posey

For her life was very memorable,
which feels my heart.
for on that day she passed away,
I dropped to the floor and fell apart.

Deep past the blue sky above,
There is a heaven with open gates.
I see my grandma fly like a dove.
I would like to join her, but i have to wait.

As she vows her new life within the clouds,
she leaves the memorys behind.
As the family get together in a crowd,
her life is completely defined.

My grandma will be with me,
as for she has not left this world.
because i have the memorys,
that have beautifully impearled.