My grandmother was the glue that held our family together and with her gone I fear we've all been lost and we know longer know the meaning of family.
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From The Attic (poetry)
PoetryFrom the attic is a book with thoughts and qoutes and countless poems I've stringed together with the scattered words in my mind. any
From A Concerned Granddaughter
My grandmother was the glue that held our family together and with her gone I fear we've all been lost and we know longer know the meaning of family.
