from her to us.

From dusk till dawn we’ve lived as pawns

And in the end our hearts been torn

From our bodies and left in the sun to dry

To feed the very dogs we slaved to breed.

Funny my dear son this is,

When I look and see how young you are

Vibrant and free with your little bit of me. 
I see your need to be loved ,
But over it you have to be king.
Take God to heart, dress as done in heaven

I may have lived wrong,
but you are my reincarnation

I love you, always do you and become somebody

For me I hope we don’t meet too soon

I love you son.

Was what Grandma said before she died!!!!!