My Best Friend
Yours may be young but mine was old
Her story is the greatest ever told
She was everything to me
When she was taken unexpectedly
Cancer took her but it made me strong
Because she had struggled for so long
She raised me and taught to just be me
I am going to be whatever I want to be
My best friend may have had to depart
But her memory will remain in my heart
My grandmother happened to be the best
At everything, I must confess
My grandmother was everything
And to me, she could do anything
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