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Her Favorite


She is everything to me, I'd have nothing without her

My alarm clock, my lunch bell, she's my everyday reminder.

There's no love that comes close

No way you could compare, no matter how far I go

Grandma's love will always be there.

She holds me when I hurt and holds me when I cry

No matter how old I get, Grandma's love will never die.

I'm no longer a child, I've entered my adult years

Seeing grandma's smile will always take away my fears.

She's getting quite old now and I'm still her baby

Years and years from now, I hope I'll still be her favorite.

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