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November 24th |
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November 24th |
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November 24th,the
day my bay gran died, three years ago, I miss her so, I feel so low. Every night I ask why? All they can give me is a sigh. I cry for her day and night, I try keep it in with all my might! I fight for the next day to come, she was like my second mom. She was always there for me, no one understands the pain I feel for they cannot see. I slept over at her house all the time, luckily it was not a crime! I loved to spend my time with her, for she was my gran down by the bay. This poem is dedicated to my bay gran - R.I.P Frances Amos |
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