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May 19, 2010
By BABe724 BRONZE, Kaukauna, Wisconsin
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BABe724 BRONZE, Kaukauna, Wisconsin
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Life

Life,

is like,
a never-ending staircase,
even after you’re gone,


your legacy lives on.
No one really ever dies,

they live in the hearts of the ones they touch.

© Lindsay T., Vernon, TX

The author's comments:
i wrote this when my Grandpa just resently died. he was my rock. he was the best grandpa i could ever have and I'm thankful for the time i had with him. i know right now he's smiling down from heaven and he's so proud of me. I love you Grandpa, lots and lots and lots!!!!
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AbbieLou GOLD said...
on Jul. 21 2010 at 4:29 pm
AbbieLou GOLD, Warrington, Other
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This poem is really good, Im sorry to hear about your grandad though. :)