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Stephanie Silva MemoryEveryday that I see you Sitting all alone, My mind flashes back to Everything you had known.
Sometimes you smile at me. Other times you just stare. Because of this I see That you’re not always there.
At times we would play softball, In go-fish you’d steal my best card. But now that I’m big and tall For you to talk is so hard.
I knew nothing from which you’d cower, But sitting in that chair you stay. It seems like for infinite hours, That is where I find you, day after day.
You would make turkey every Thanksgiving And cookies for Christmas Eve. But a holiday without you is never fulfilling, Or maybe just something I don’t want to believe
For 16 years you’ve known me. You’ve given me 16 years of love. I keep my memories tight with a lock and key. Safer than god’s most precious dove.
You’ll make me any dish, And give me anything you can. Grandma, the only thing I wish Is that you’d remember who I am.
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