Copyright © 2001 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Do you know how much I love you? Do you know how much I care? How you're always in my thought even when you are not here. I know you're not my Mother, but in all so many ways, in my heart you're so much more, than words could ever say. And I've learned from you so many things, than make me who I am. One that you can be proud of as I reach out for your hand. Hold it and we'll talk awhile, of times when we were young, How instead of being your grandchild I was more like your son. Yes, I know you're not my Mother, but with me that is OK, For all that you have given me, I'd have it no other way. Thank you Grandma, I love you, get well. Signed with a tear, Rick