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Poetry: For my grandmother

by Chris Fenimore

Created on: May 21, 2008

ALTA
Her things were divided
That thing and this
Some got excited
And grabbed as they wish

They went through her dressers
Her closets and drawers
And gathered her treasures
Till they could carry no more

But I got the most
I don't mind being smug
It was a last chance to see her
And a last grandma hug

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