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Jul 2016
Shall I tell you what I think of
If ever I feel blue
I picture Grandma’s slippers
Or what they used to do!

They danced when they were happy
And slouch when they felt sad
Then skipped and made a funny twirl
Whenever they were glad!

Sometimes I’d watch them constantly
If Grandma was in bed
And wonder why they didn’t move
Without my Grandma’s legs!

I knew if Grandma wasn’t well
Her slippers slept nearby
They looked so sad and lonely
At times they made me cry!

I thought her slippers were like dogs
As they were warm and sweet
They looked just like my Grandma
And crowned her very feet!

Her slippers always made me feel
They loved my Grandma too
As they were always with her
Always loyal, and so true!

So if ever YOU feel lonely
And don’t know what to do
Picture Grandma’s slippers
And they might just comfort YOU!

© By LynnKaren
lynn karen
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