"GrandMother", she is an Angel with many names. She wears many hats, and walks in worn out shoes. The miles she has gone, are by far worn and torn. Yet, no matter what, she is always home. She loves you, and pampers you. Scolds you if needed. In a heavenly way. She bakes the best cookies on this here earth. Her halo always shines, as she keeps you in line. Shes the next best thing to Mom and she happens to be mine. Happily you visit her, she spoils you thats true. But then, "GrandMother's" have rarely nothing else to do. It seems that there housework is always done. She doesn't go around picking up after you. Some days shes the "General" in her sweet loving way. She says, "when your done playing put your things away." You look at her, and see every white hair in place. You smile and put everything back in its place. She just has a way about her your willing to please. It's not that shes ageing, she just can't bend down with her knees. She stays close by your side, giving you hugs and kisses. She gives you praises for the little things you do. Always takes the time to say "I Love You". I am writing this to GrandMother's everywhere, and mailing it to heaven too. Cause you see, Grandma's were once Mothers too. It's just that they grew up, and became a "GrandMother", to you. Love you Grandma, from the little kid who grew up too. written by: Paula aka Angel Of Love October 19, 2003