Missing You

January 29, 2018

Dear Grandma,

If I told you I missed you, would you believe me?

You were worth more than gold.

I cherished you, you were my family.

I wanted you to see me grow old.

If you were here I'd tell you that I miss you so.

Love,

Tiffany

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