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Grandparents -Stef
The Love of past ages
The years have already gone
Never to be seen, heard or experienced again
Oh, how I miss what I have seen
Now all that remains are my memories
The smell of that special soup that she made, and we shared...
The old, beat up cards...
Numbers barely visible to the untrained eye...
How I miss my days gone passed
However, no matter how bad I want to go back and see them
Just once more
To see the true black beauty held within those two sets of ever glistening eyes who have seen more than
I can ever imagine
Ancient time-beaten faces
Old hands that have held my world
Oh how I miss my past
But I can't go back
Only forward...
Ever forward...
With the memories of what was behind me
That which can never change.
Mr. Arnold L. & Sylvanie C. Malliet
Grandpa & Gran'ma Gran'ma
We Miss You 