This is a dedication that I wrote to my
Grandma Youngblood...
Life is precious, but God takes it away, why, we just don't
know. And in time we come to accept that it was her time to go.
The face of an angel is all that is here, one beautiful freckle equals
one sad tear. Not ready to leave but has to go, wants to come
back but God says no. Leaving your life is a scary thought I
guess it's something that cannot be fought. A mother, a father,
a sister and friends, a meaningful life that suddenly ends. an
angel is what she was meant to be, now just think all she can
see. Looking over her family night and day saying I love you in
her own special way. In the night we sleep, in the day we cry,
She watches us all from her own star in the sky.
With love always and forever,
Candice Youngblood
