My Grandma is GodA Poem by Tenten
Lend me your ears for a moment Give my words a good listen And respect them for the truth That comes from my perspective I’ve come to deiced Grandmothers are God The head one in charge That’s the honest truth Because they some how know That moment you hit a tight spot The second your soul needs a lift The day the don’t seem to end And right away There’s a phone call for you You just managed to make Before the ringer gave out And some how There’s a card in the mail When the seasons come and gone With a handful of words to brighten a smile So give me a listen Take my words for truth Because I’ve come to find Those Grandmothers are Goddesses
© 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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Added on February 25, 2008 AuthorTentenAlamosa, COAboutI know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..Writing
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