She paraded on her lips,
the smile, you see.
and always walked hand in hand
never leaving my grandmother free.
She was so beautiful, she din’t know
should I tell her or should I not?
But if I do she would laugh it off
and she would continue with her usual talk.
I loved getting her back
all smart and fresh
and my grandmother always welcomed her
with her warm heart the moment they met.
I miss her now,
I miss you too
and I miss to see
how well she carried you.
Now she may be asleep and you waiting,
for her to wake up and put you on.
I want to see you soon;
tomorrow or day after,
but until then
just promise me to be with her
every now and every then.
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