You’d write me letters
When I was at boarding school
Telling me all the family news
We sat together each weekend
In your bedroom
Watching old black and white movies
Sharing popcorn
And laughing until we cried
Every Christmas you’d come to our house for dinner
And I’d show you what Santa had brought
You’d Oooo and Aw over my toys
Saying what a lucky girl I was
I was 12 when you got cancer
I still remember you telling me you were sick
But for me not to worry
I never realized
That 2 years on
You’d be gone
I miss you, gramma
Every day
My heart aches with the pain and loss
You were an inspiration to me
You always will be
I love you, gramma kitty.
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