Music of yesterday's Italian melodies playing with steady
beats and tempos, giving this heart a nostalgic feeling
spent with family when younger.
Now missing those wonderful days, listening to her broken
English as Grandma would shyly sing to me when we were to-
gether.
Remembering her timid voice, filled with love for this oldest
Granddaughter of hers, so proud of her, heart feeling the
delicate bond of family across the years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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