My Grandma
My Grandma is someone who dries my tears,
A person who relieves all my fears,
When noone else will listen,
Grandma always will,
She shows me there's a bond,
A bond I can feel.
My grandma listens to my problems,
But this not all will do.
That's what makes my Grandma special,
She listens through and through.
Even if it is about boys,
Or a problem here at school,
My Grandma always listens,
And I find that really cool.
Even though Grandma is gone,
She watches over me from dusk til dawn.
A person who relieves all my fears,
When noone else will listen,
Grandma always will,
She shows me there's a bond,
A bond I can feel.
My grandma listens to my problems,
But this not all will do.
That's what makes my Grandma special,
She listens through and through.
Even if it is about boys,
Or a problem here at school,
My Grandma always listens,
And I find that really cool.
Even though Grandma is gone,
She watches over me from dusk til dawn.
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