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Used to rock in a chair
By the door
Look at the place
It's not there anymore

Go to baseball games
Late at night
Stand for the national anthem
It was only right

From the neighbor's garden
Across the street
On Memorial Day
Flowers and Grandpa's grave would meet

Everything was a sin
'Cept for eating and TV
Grandma you sent me to church
So I'd always have God's love in me

Next year, Grandma, in heaven above
I'll be a Grandma too
Time flies by so very fast
But I'll never forget you.

(For Edith Irene (Tedford) Stephens 1898-1964)

11/29/1998 2110 cj

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