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My Grandma
You are,
scrapple in the morning,
noodle soup before school.
You are,
wolves in the distance,
horses with angelic wings.
You are,
my love,
my joy.
You are,
my family,
my grandma.
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Recently i lost my grandmother to something called ARDS aka Acute Respitory Distress Syndrome. It was very hard because i was very close to her as a child and to see someone you love that way is not an easy thing to go through. Seeing how hurt my whole family that way was and i very hard. This poem is just a representation of my love for my grandmother and all the memories we share. I love and miss you very much grandma.