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Abuela
Your blonde hair always stood tall
your German temperament always made me laugh
your thick islander accent was beautiful.
Now I regret it all, not spending more time with you.
It took me by surprise
when they told me the evil took you by.
Tears were running through my face,
because I was not there.
I knew you weren’t happy
since grandpa died.
Now you’re with him
and I hope that is all you want.
I wish I talked to you more,
I wish last summer wasn’t my last goodbye.
I wish I was there by your side,
with all of our loving family.
But I am thankful
for being who you were.
I am thankful for being able to talk to you that last sweaty August day.
Now I know you’re in a better place.
I will still cry, because I still don’t believe it.
But I want you to know that you will not be forgotten.
That your hair, your accent and temperament will always be here
and that I love you Abuela.
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