For Grandma Atkins ~
She's trying to be warm.
This fire's embers once roared,
She's trying to be warm.
Around, fiery leaves of fall,
She's trying to be warm.
Crow's feet and wrinkled cheeks,
Sunsoaked mantlepiece postcards,
Cozy Christmas albums of smiles and baked goods,
Guys! We're all wearing jumpers that she made!
We're all wearing genes that she gave,
We're all wearing the love that she displayed,
We're warm because she's warm!
She needn't try
any more.
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