My Grandmother, My Best Friend Poem by Heather CCC

I still rember to this day how much i looked forward to coming over every weekend. When we would play outside and when i took everything out of the cabinets and we played grocery store. i rember when we would go eat breakfast and how much i enjoyed your cooking for supper. and how you was always there when i needed a shoulder to cry on. Then i rember when i was told that you had cancer. At first i wasnt sure what that meant but the more i heard people talk i kinda of started to understand. Then came the day you pasted i still rember it Sept 11th ive cried so much cause your not here but what i have discovered is your still here in my heart and as my guardian angel.