Grandma, I wonder
where you keep your wings.
Are they hung in your closet
with the rest of your things?
Do you put them away
and just use them at night
or give them to Rosie
to polish up bright?
I know you have wings,
for this must be true,
'cause God always gives
them to angels just like you.
Poem About Grandma Being An Angel
I have such a weakness for grandmas. It has to be because of my grandmother. She was the single most influential person in my life. She was my very own angel and I thank God for allowing her...
Grandma's Wings
Published by Family Friend Poems March 2006 with permission of the Author.
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