WEBSTER In loving memory of my gran. So many things of Gran I miss, Her gentle hug and tender kiss, I still can feel her warm embrace, And still picture her loving face. A gran's work is never done, And Heaven must have needed one, For angels came and took her hand, And led her to God's promised land. She's surely kept quite busy there, Brushing little angels' hair, Although there's sadness, this I know, She's waiting there, her face aglow. I close my eyes and I can see, Her arms, still open wide for me.-I love you forever Gran, Connor.

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