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My Grandma, long since gone, speaks to me now
I never did reward her as a kid
Her love was just a mood I sensed somehow
No biggie: just what Grandmas did
A Grandad now myself, I turn my face
And peep at Millie’s impish sideways smile
My Grandma’s there, her humour and her grace
“I know,” she says. “You loved me all the while.”
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