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| Grandma's Apron
I can still see grandma's apron she wore most everyday. At night time it was folded and, on the foot of her bed it lay. She wore it to protect her dresses, from all her daily chores. While washing all the dishes and scrubbing all the floors. The memory of all her aprons are with us day to day. With their many faded spots Where she dried our tears away. Some are torn and tattered from many years of wear. Showing we will always have her precious love and care. The colors in the rainbow aren't really from the storm. They're just our grandma's aprons through her years, "were proudly worn." Note by Jackie: My Grandmother has been dead for several years Now, but I can still see her in her apron. |
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