Bretts Poems


Bretts Grandpa

...Bretts Grandpa,was
old and kind.
He loved to play the
harmonica,at Christmas time.
It sent the chills,up and
down my spine.

When I first met him,
Brett wasn't sure f he
would even like me.
...
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Categories: bretts, forgiveness, peace, family, family,
Form: Rhyme
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