My Hero
One warm moring, I was sad
He knew as soon as he saw me that something was wrong
He came and sat by me
He always knew how to cheer me up
He knew that he had to cheer me up
He always knew what to say to cheer me up
He did this everytime I was down
He is my grandpa.
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