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keeh
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My grandmother’s fingers were strong

Ladybug

My grandmother’s fingers were strong

My grandmother’s fingers were strong My eyes followed as she tugged at her sewing

My grandmother’s fingers were strong My eyes followed as she tugged at her sewing Or turned the page of a book

Her rings would glisten in the light of the room,

Her rings would glisten in the light of the room, The emerald and gold made my eyes shine

Her rings would glisten in the light of the room, The emerald and gold made my eyes shine Just as Bright

Visiting her house always meant

Visiting her house always meant Pancakes and strawberries and sugar

Visiting her house always meant Pancakes and strawberries and sugar And sleeping in the bed my mother used as a child.

She would gather my brother and I

She would gather my brother and I Into her lap and read us stories before bed,

She would gather my brother and I Into her lap and read us stories before bed, Lulling us into a deep sleep.

Her voice was high and lilting

Her voice was high and lilting And when I remember her

Her voice was high and lilting And when I remember her I can still hear her calling me “Ladybug”

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