She cooks up memories, savory and sweet,
Each meal a treasure, each bite a treat.
In her arms, the world feels calm and small,
A cradle of comfort, the best home of all.
Oh, Grandma, your love is a timeless song,
Through every moment, you’ve helped me grow strong.
A blessing, a gift, a soul so true—
Dear Grandma, my heart belongs to you.
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Beautiful
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