they stole it!
mama cried.
it was a gift from Lolo.
we tried to comfort her
with our rough touch and
awkward hugs but
the tears rolled
and mama lay still.
then the baby came in
Lolo, Lolo,
he gurgled.
you want to see Lolo?
let's go visit Lolo,
mama said.
the baby will never see Lolo.
i cried.
May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 3:39 AM UTC
they stole it!
mama cried.
it was a gift from Lolo.
we tried to comfort her
with our rough touch and
awkward hugs but
the tears rolled
and mama lay still.
then the baby came in
Lolo, Lolo,
he gurgled.
you want to see Lolo?
let's go visit Lolo,
mama said.
the baby will never see Lolo.
i cried.
Lolo - grandfather
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