The poem is dedicated to a grandmother who spent her life for the family. The poem is dedicated to a grandmother who spent her life for the family.

Life is a shell, in the palm of your hand. Life is a shell, in the palm of your hand.

The poem shows the relationship with the grand-daughter. The poem shows the relationship with the grand-daughter.

Nice story... Nice story...

He might get angry But that's temporary He might get angry But that's temporary

You are the smile I just want to see. You are the smile I just want to see.