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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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