Grandma never went off her rocker .
She always had my back .
I could always have her hand
And most of all her ear .
She always knew how to put
Things together
With her thread and with her heart.
She would say to ask for a miracle
Would take time .
She always called me at the right time .
She would say above all ,
Guard your heart
For it is the well spring of life .
By Brock
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