Heaven called home a very special angel. She was strong and wise. Left from right, right from wrong, she surely knew she was gonna fly. Tears everywhere as she remains peaceful in every moment. Handling, smart, helping and hopeful; she will be missed. A heart like hers is one of a kind and will be very difficult to find. But all I know that God said, "Let's bring grandma home so she can be in peace instead". She open her wings flew up high, into this morning of the big blue skies...
-Jordan
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PoetryThis is all the writing, story ideas, and stories I never published I've made throughout 2016
