Although I was little, I remember watching the Andy Griffith Show,
At my grandparents house you know.
Having grits, fish, and french fries on Friday night,
Was our joy, craving and a wonderful delight!
Such fond memories of my grandparents you see,
Teaching us to pray, to love, and to laugh together was the key.
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Author:
Angelia ANGIE LaMar (Pseudonym) (
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