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     Was something special made with love. She took time adding that extra touch, That said, "I love you very much."  Shared with us her heart of gold. Her tender thoughts for me to come, 'Till sadness came.. remained untold. Made memories rich and dear. Her loving ways...was one of a kind, Which grew more valuable each year. Were priceless beyond measure. She was so precious to our family, Grandma was our real treasure. I ask God to bless and hold her tight. Cause when it comes to giving hugs, Her open arms were filled with love! Holding her treasure so brightly rare, Pink pearls showing no stress, Not knowing with me she'd share. Lord - If Roses grow in Heaven, Please pick a bunch for me. Place them in my Grandma's arms, And tell her they're from me. If Known Please Advise         |