This is my Grandma.
She cannot sleep alone in the house, for she fears the dark. She never fails to cook a good meal. She lets me know about photography contests she hears of on the local radio. She remembers the good old days when she was "skinny" and "beautiful", although she is more than that now.
And her eyes, they will never grow small; they come in pairs, along with her noble soul.
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