This otherworldly angel
This artist of the skies
Paints the sky in beautiful shades and hues
To be perceived by mere mortal eyes
Well this artist of the skies
With a talent like no other
Seems to have made this beautifully amazing person called my grandmother
This wonderfully selfless giver
Love and joy she delivers
And asks for nothing in return
Even when it's earned
They call her grandma Joy
And her name couldn't be more true
When she loves you she's not coy
She loves you through and through
Author's note: this was a short poem made for my beautiful grandmother for her birthday today on may 22nd .To all the people with this birthday .YOU'RE AWESOME
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