Grandmothers
The sweetest things I've ever known
Is both of my grandmothers' love
I'm still their baby though I'm grown
To hear their voice would be enough
To count the times I think of you
Would be seventy times seven
When it is my dream come true
I'm seeing you both in Heaven
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