Creating Memories
My grandparents are important to me
because they do important things for me.
When I spend the night we have so much fun,
and on the hollowdays we cook to the
morning sun.
Like the bestest chocolate cookies
to spread x-mas glee,
past Easter, Holloween and on
to stuffing a turkey's butt
by me.
If I was older than four I could splain
more clearly, why grandma and granpa
love me so dearly.
I can only guess it's cause my smile,
and my hugs and kisses make it
all worth while.
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