I scattered flowers on the shore
And spoke a softly whispered prayer
That you’ll be here forevermore
I scattered flowers on the shore
But should you knock on heaven’s door
I will not hold you here, I swear
I scattered flowers on the shore
And spoke a softly whispered prayer
For Grandma: 6 December 1930 - 6 December 2013
NB: The photo is New Year's Dawn by Marc Dailo. I wrote the poem.
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