In Loving Memory of a Wonderful Grandmother
How we miss her welcome footsteps, of one we loved so dear. We often listen for her voice, so sure that we could hear. Though she’s gone, but not forgotten, fresh our love will ever be. For as long as there is memory, We will always think of thee.
We think of you in silence we often speak your name. All we have are memories, and your picture in a frame. Your memory is our keepsake, with which we will never part. God has you in his keeping, we have you in our heart.
SS501 - Because I’m Stupid (Boys Over Flower OST)