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Apr 16
Grandpa taught me how to build a fire,
Grandpa gave me hope and desire.

Grandpa taught me how to build a chair,
Grandpa told me that life wasn't fair.

Grandpa watched every game
And treated me like fame.

Grandpa bought me ice cream
And listened to my every dream.

I talked to grandpa everyday,
We never ran out of thing's to say.

Without grandpa I don't know who I'd be,
But one thing's for certain, I wouldn't be me.

Grandpa taught me how to be just like him, and I already am within.
Mary Quick
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Mary Quick  44/F/United States
(44/F/United States)   
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