Goodbye, Mama Grant.
In diapers, report cards, in spoked wheels, in speeding tickets,
in contracts, dollars, in funerals and burns,
in five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes,
how do you measure a last year on Earth?
Measure in love.
Seasons of love.
Say hi to God for me, Mrs. Grant. The world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. <3 <3
in contracts, dollars, in funerals and burns,
in five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes,
how do you measure a last year on Earth?
Measure in love.
Seasons of love.
Say hi to God for me, Mrs. Grant. The world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. <3 <3