I sit alone in my garden

Remembering years gone by,

And all the love you gave me

I know will never die.

You took me in and rocked me

In your loving arms,

Vowing to protect me

From the world and all itís harms.

When I grew a little older,

At the closing of each day,

Bowing down beside my bed

You taught me how to pray.

Many years have come and gone,

Since I saw you last,

But in my heart are memories

Of a loving, distant past.

When I see you up in heaven

Singing with the angelís band;

I will tell you, dear grandmother,

As my mother; you were more than grand.

By Lora Cox 2002

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