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Grandma’s House

Grandma’s House
By Shianna Mcilvain

I am at my
Grandma’s warm home
Remembering HAPPY MEMORIES

Blue sky, small
Backyard . . . with BIG holes
From her two short,
Brown, soft dogs.
Remembering HAPPY MEMORIES

Her cat wonders around
The neighborhood.
Small two-bedroom house
Small kitchen
And much to cook.
Lobster, steak, and corn.
YUM, YUM, YUM

There is a park down the
Road, I’m not allowed to
Go to for some reason?
NOTHING to do,
But play with Happy,
And Tinkerbell.
Remembering HAPPY MEMORIES

 

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