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Grandma


Loving woman dare to say, Just like a rose bouquet. Sweet as honey, Rich with money. Funny in every-way, Mostly on a good day. Talkative in every conversation, Especially at a train station. Smelling fresh like oceans, Just like the Colorado Mountains. Future life in a place out of here, Leaving me in tears. Soon your time has to end, Leaving me without a lady friend. Even though I will see you soon, I will remember you each year with a balloon. A balloon to represent the love, and the memories, Leaving you with no apologies. No matter, our lives will never be the same, But we will always remember each other's name.
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