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Grandma (Free verse) by Dovina

Senses sharpened to understand pain, fingers burning, hot sand in the joints, she’s learned common things uncommonly well. Not just good works, it’s goodness of heart.

jroday 5-Nov-04/2:32 AM
D.A. you know one day, If we live that long we are going to get
old. Don't put no bad mouth on me I'm almost a half century old.




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