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On April twentieth the faithful day
When you left this world never to return
All I remember is you on display
I miss you forever and yes I do mourn

I hated to see you go and demise
Going to see you and seeing the tears
And what do we hear the doctor's old lies
Finally witnessing what I had feared

I tried not to cry but yes I did fail
I love you so much but I must go on
All the hospital letters in the mail
Lying in bed saying yes my grandson

All that you leave are our great memories
And unknowingly left you legacy





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