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Grandpa
When I was little girl sitting on my Grandpa’s knee
He told me stories about when he was young like me.
I would gaze in to his eyes, where I saw his deep love for Grandma and for me.
Grandma
My grandma needs no introduction
No amount of words would make you see.
That special twinkle in her eye,
When she paints for me
When I look at my grand parents together, it is plain to see
That they are a part of my mother therefore they are a part of me
I wrote this to tell them before it is to late, that they will always mean the world to me.
I will always have their everlasting love, and wonderful memories to see me through all my days.
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