Abuela

Wed, 01/03/2018 - 00:18 -- lemalex

Abuelo left you,

He took most your money

You don't have any friends,

Even though you are pretty funny

At times you are depressed,

Most times you're filled with joy

Please live to your fullest

Because I look up to you, as a boy

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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