This poem was for mt grandma I hope you love it =)
The button I hold
In my hand now
Belonged to someone
Special
She lived a life
Like the sun
But somehow
Her flames went out
I remember like it
Was yesterday
Staring at the TV scream
Smelling the air
"Mmmm chocolate"
Crying my eyes out
Just to see if it was cookies
She held me up
And gave me a piece
It helped me understand
How hell and heaven
Was so different
She kissed me on the cheek
To help the angles see me
I opened my eyes
The smell of cookies
Is long gone
And her touch
Starts to fade
But the button
I hold
Will never become
History
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