To the Editor:
Role models are in everybody’s life one way or another. They get us through some of the hardest times, but once it is over, it is over. They make it all better. That certain someone in my life is my grandma.
My grandma was selfless because she always thought of somebody else in front of herself. When I hear the poem “A Fallen Limb,” I always think about her. These few lines of the poem explain her the most: “I keep hearing a voice that says, ‘Grieve not for me.
August 19, 2015
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