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Nov 2014
She has beautiful flowing hair,
she picked buttercups
and held them under my chin
to see if I liked butter
and in my pocket!
the daisy chain I made for her hair
and a worn out lollipop wrapper
hair clips she refused to wear
and her favorite little kinder toy
It's wonderful being a Nana
I can relive the joys of her mum being young
and the times of my lost youth..

Sheila
12/11/2014
Sheila Hackett
Written by
Sheila Hackett  Lancaster
(Lancaster)   
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