Cadence Milner
My grandma was an amzing woman. She was like a mother to all of us. If you did something bad, she wasn mad at you she just kept loving you. This is a poem I wrote for her od saw you getting tired, and a cure was not to be. So he put his arms around you and whispered come to me, with tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you fade away. Although we loved you dearly we could not make you stay. A Golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands put to rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us; that he only takes the best. Love and miss you grandma. I wish that I could see you again... Love and miss you... R.I.P.... Heaven gained the most amazing angel... -Love Cadence