My mom used to tell me a lot
About my Great Grandpa Lester
How he used to love the curls in my hair
And always play with my big toes
Sitting in his lap in my little red dress
Laughing, giving him Reece's kisses
Grandpa always loved me, always smiling
My best friend, Grandpa Lester
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