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.