My Grandma was someone special
Who was kind, sweet, and smart;
Who had love for everyone,
and was always pure of heart.
She taught me how to be myself
And always try my best;
For she was the worlds greatest person,
Who now has laid to rest.
She is now God's angel
And she has flown away;
In God's glorious grace,
And by his side she'll stay.
She is with me everyday
As i make it through by and by;
I see her everynight in my prayers,
and she sings me a lullaby.
Her memories are with me
And what I remember from the past;
That I carry through a lifetime,
That will forever last.
As we go through life
I remember her love very well;
For she was my inspiration,
and my Aunt's tinkerbell.
When I get to heaven
And we meet again;
We will always be together,
Right there to the end.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF
BEATRICE WILLHITE TANKSLEY
1943-2005
LOVED BY ALL THOSE WHO KNEW HER
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As we go through life I remember her love very well; For she was my inspiration, and my Aunt's tinkerbell. When I get to heaven And we meet again; We will always be together, Right there to the end. Verily, a lovely tribute to your grandma.....10