[POEM] To My Beloved Grandmom

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Every night,

Every time,

you want me to sleep.

You open the bible,

you read the verse,

you sing,

you praise God.

I asked myself;

what’s the point?

At the time of death

you say to be a good boy

your sins will surely be forgiven.

amidst tears,

I know and I believe

you will be in the house of the Father in Heaven.

 

-By Vincent TS-

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