By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 08, 2013 Great-Grandmother Dear By Maryhale Woolsey Great-grandmother dear is little and old,The sun of her life in decline;But her step is as springy and spry as can be,And her motion’s as quick as mine. Great-grandmother’s hair is snowy white,And thin and short, I know;But it likes to curl and kiss her face,Just as it did long ago. Great-grandmother’s cheek is wrinkled and pale –The roses have fa...
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