I am a disabled housewife, who with nothing but time on my hands, decided to write and found that I love it.
Grandchildren are jewels that sparkle brightly
in the sunlight of your later years. They are
sunshine and laughter that play across your soul.
Bringing youth to a body that has grown old.
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A Rose of hope is growing in my Heart
And I know that its thorns may make it Bleed
But I gladly take the Risk and trust in Fate
Not listening to my Head when it tells me
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How can I miss you, when I'd never met you.
How can I love you like I do.
Were your eyes brown, green or blue
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Twenty-eight years I want twenty-nine
How could you tell me everything was fine
Why would you even think of dying
Would you really leave without trying
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