Grandma's Faithful Friend
Sewing machine, I wish you could talk.
Grandma’s last friend on her final walk.
Sewing machine, I wish you could say,
What happened to her on that fateful day.
Sewing machine, her hypervigilant friend,
Wisely silent, faithful to the end.
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