A Tribute to My Grandpa
I loved to go to Grandpa’s,
When I was just a little girl.
He’d take me to the old train yard
And watch my energy unfurl.
I remember rolling endless change
Some pennies even vintage,
Not knowing he was teaching me
My money how to manage.
We’d sit hour after hour,
Over checkers, strategize.
Till I could finally beat my brother;
Much
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