The Last Time
The last time I saw my grandma
She brought me gorgeous red material for a new blouse.
She always knew what to bring.
She did not come often, but when she did, we were happy.
She was my grandma, and I adored her.
I would have given her a lot more attention that day,
If I had known it was the last time I would see her,
And a much longer hug.
I probably would not have left her side,
Actually.
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