All my life I've never had to be creative.

All my winning poster and extra credit project ideas weren't mine.

All of them were hers.

She made the cute costumes.

She lay awake at night creating the clever saying.

She bought the supplies right up to the deadline days.

Always planning.

Always dreaming.

Always inspiring.

She's my grandma.

This poem is about: 
My family


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