Nana loved to travel. Every summer she would take me and my brothers and sister many places. One of her (and our) favorite places was New Hampshire. She also loved to go to Fla. every winter.
I remember as a child going out with her every Saturday shopping, and then I would spend the night at her house. We would watch "The Love Boat" together. I miss those Saturday nights now.
It makes me want to cry,
Every time I dream of you,
It makes me want to die.
Never in a million years,
Did I think that you'd be gone;
You meant everything to me,
It's hard to carry on.
I know you told me not to cry,
But what am I to do?
I hate to face each coming day
Without your love and you.