Twoonie
Boom it was here,One second it was ok and now your gone.
Holding your hand, your warm hugs and friendly smiles.
You make me cry at night,
Something of me is missing, my joy is gone.
There is nothing to look forward to,
No one to sit by at the rocking chair.
Remember all the positive moments,
Helping you walk around, your twoonies you would give.
All the times we said it was fine.
R.I.P Grandma O'Brian
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