It’s hard to say when it happened but I knew Your memory had started to fade and something was different about you Your mind would go back to when you were young. Confusion filled your head You thought you were too young to have a granddaughter, so I became your friend You would always ask the same questions "What’s your name?" "Where do you live?" "Where do you go to school?" And I was always happy to spend time with you My dad told me that it might be your last day. I came over to see you right away As I walked through the door and up the stairs I saw my family wiping away tears I took a deep breath and kept my tears inside So when I walked in your room you could see me smile I sat on your bed, said “Hi Pop-Pop” and took your hand in mine You hadn’t spoken in days but somehow managed to say “Hi” It was hard for you to speak but I knew just what to say Because you always asked me the same questions every day I told you my name, where I live, and where I go to school Then you surprised everyone because you laughed and smiled too I’ll always cherish the time we spent together, Even towards the end Because it was when you forgot you had a granddaughter That I became your friend
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