Grandma Troup

A Poem by .nicole.

It hurts to know

That I am not there

In your time of need

I want to be there

I want to be home

Just in case you call

To be able to spend

One day with you

Is all I really ask

So I pray to the Lord

And hope for the best

Because there is so

Much we haven't done

I'd love for you to teach me

How to make a quilt

Or the secret behind your baking.

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Added on October 19, 2012
Last Updated on October 19, 2012

I used to write all the time, and I think I am going to try and start writting again. Comment on my work, I always want feedback! more..

To be wanted

Infatuation

Heavy