You don't know how good it feels
To say you're my grandma
You make me feel it's real
With all the power instilled
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Let's coincide we can do it right
We'll be together to do what ever through any weather
Rain, sleet or snow I have you to hold
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Given all that's happened in the past I still hope your doing ok
Even though my last poem ended with I have no more to say
It was entitled "The Turnover"
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Someone's got it in for me but I'm not going to let them succeed
They're trying to bring me down slowly man you wouldn't believe
What I go through, on any given day, no play
Not any given Sunday, I'm talking every single day
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Dirt and rocks truly rule this event
The bugs are our host because we are truly visiting
Their domain without them laying out the welcome map
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A man's pain
There's no time limit on how long it remains
It's hard to find happiness and even harder to maintain
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Summer nights heated rains.
My back stains to much to handle.
Up on the mantle a picture of my baby's smile.
The picture is captured in time no longer mine
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The best mom in the world what more can I say
Your happiness alone brightens my day
I know we didn't always see eye to eye
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It's like the morning rise
Or that occasional cool-breeze on a hot summer's night
It hits you like the first glace
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