Gaurdian Angel

I wrote this for my ill grandma who has raised me since birth. She died 3/4/11 at the age of 67.

I can't believe my eyes,

Oh how time flies.

A long, long time ago you held me high,

I almost felt like I could fly.

I know the time is near,

I dread the day it comes.

Remember how to fly,

Please, fly high for me.

Send me messages about your wings,

Send me kisses in my sleep.

My Gaurdian Angel I'll ask you to be,

and stay close to me.

Author's Note

Excuse any grammar, please.