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Irene Uram – My Gramma
My dear grandmotherShe was unlike any other She had painful kneesTo God she made pleas Her arthritis hurt a lotShe rubbed on some Icy Hot At bingo she had funShe trusted in God the Son She showed her love with foodGramma cooked regardless of her mood I cherish my memories of her“See that!” is part…
