by Maria-Evelina R.
(Republic of Moldova, Budesti )
When my grandma was a girl
She was quite tall.
She had brown eyes
And she looked very nice.
When she was a bride
She wore a dress so white.
She was beautiful and young.
Her words - like songs by angels sung.
She likes winter very much.
My heart reacts to every touch.
I love my grandma very much.
She calms me down with just one touch.
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