I have trouble controlling
What was thrown my way today .
My Shadow is deep .
I miss just sitting beside her .
I don't have all the answers
That she had for me .
I would ask her , who am I
And grandma would say
Be true to yourself
And that is who you are to me .
Why grandma loved me so ,
I will never know the answer .
It was always worth it to go
To grandma's .
Grandma lived for the Lord .
She wants me to do the same .
Grandma's eyes were always on me .
I know she is watching me
Through heaven's door .
By Brock
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