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The cookie jar at your grandma’s house has gone missing. No one else in the family is concerned, except for you, because you know the truth about what was inside…

Ashes

A cookie jar that every one loves

Click clack goes the lid as grandmother

Picks it up the sets it down

Picks it up then sets it down

I watch this ritual every day

Watch my grandmother polish it with a frown

Cookies, a word so silly

But yet it’s all what they all thought

But not allowed to touch, they’d never know

That when I peeked when no one was around

It was grandpapa

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