The Woman In Heaven

Her eyes twinkled like the stars above,

She was as creative as an artist

And as graceful as a dove.

Her beauty is now in heaven,

But we will still see her shimmer

On the stars she lives, to leave her impression.

It rains when she cries for us,

The sun shines when she smiles

The wind blows, when she is blowing kisses to us

She may not be present

But talk to her all you like,

It will make her happy, and happiness is pleasant

Our Nan will never be replaced,

She may not be with us

But in our hearts she is placed.

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