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Grandma

There might be millions of people
Thousands in my city
And hundreds in my own family
But when I think about love
It's my grandma who pops up

Grandma, sea of knowledge
Galaxy of experience
Computer with perfect ideas
And solution of every little problem
I wonder how someone can be so perfect

When everyone shout at me
Scold me for no reason
It's only she, who jumps up
And hug me tightly
She might be only one I love

The only one, who tell me stories
And tell me about her ancient life
With whom I can share everything
She is 75 but looks so alive by heart
She makes me luckiest, I admire her.


I love my grandma more than even my mom and dad, actually more than everyone I have.
And may be I can say she might be only one who love me. ❤
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