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my grandson visits me

i have a little grandson he is only threehe comes round all the time just to visit mehe gets out his toys and there are quite a few then he tips them on the floor just like children do its such a lovely thing just to see his faceas i see the toys scattered around the placejust watching as he plays brings it back to methey way it was when i was young the way it used to behe picks up all his toys then he says goodbyethen says i love and puts a tear drop in my eye.

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