My Grandma
Chosen to help my sweet grandma,
closer to her than ever before,
Sweet memories from the old days,
Man I wish I had many more.
Rain falls on my window,
clouds grey and misty
Lost without any help,
why isn't she still with me?
February 10, 2016
Copyright © Katie Bugnacki | Year Posted 2016
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