Ode to Julie, the best cookie maker! The best nights weren't the ones spent staying up late, but the ones spent with her.
Ode to Julie, the best grandma! The best games weren't played by my lonesome self, but the games played with her.
Ode to Julie, my favorite person! The glory days weren't the 1990s or my time in elementary school, but the days with my favorite Julie.
Ode to Julie, you will be missed. I love you, Yaya.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem