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Tarry Together
Good morning, here's a book of photographs,
It has all the pictures, all you can see,
Families coming, they bring telegraphs,
Remember this one, it is just of me,
So long ago when I was only three,
Here's you, sitting under that old oak tree.
Taken at our grandparents home, your folks,
Here's you and grandpa, both on the tractors,
I remember grandpa sharing his jokes,
Then he reads the bible, quote some chapters,
In the morning we have tea and crackers,
Pictures, memories, that's all that matters,
Grandma used lots of egg yolks when kneading,
Cocoa, coffee and grandma's yellow bread,
At night you would check if we were sleeping,
Then you wake me up and I fix my bed,
Then we have breakfast before school instead,
Now we'll recite to you what we all said,
"We cannot thank you enough, love you ma!"
We're all here now, please wake from your coma.
Date: 05/09/2019
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