Every Night

Every night when night came with twinkling stars and blue sky, 

The moon winking at me,  She would tell me a story. 

Every night, She sang for me,

Her voice so soft and gentle.

She held my tiny hand until I slowly drifted off to sleep.

I love you Grandma.

I still wait to see you every year to hear your endless tales. 

Do you still cherish the memories of your childhood, the very precious moments with your Grandma, I would love to hear it all. 

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