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my grandma's story and the family she loved. |
| She’s heard it all before She knows what she’s doing to herself But she doesn’t stop, she can’t The addiction has taken over Maybe she’s the only one who knows it Maybe secretly, it’s what she hoped for The more she persisted, the sooner it would end If only it would all end She lacks control But what she doesn’t know is what she leaves behind The youngest daughter with her first newborn son- premature at best And oldest daughter with two little girls And her son, the middle child, always getting into trouble She lets go, her youngest in a state of panic “Please mom, I don’t know what I’m doing” But she can’t stay any longer The pain is too unbearable Her son-in-law is left to comfort the family Through honest laughs and untold legends Her love of chocolate And romance novels Her co-dependent husband He’s lost, he thinks he needs to start over And he does But they all wish he didn’t He’s a new man with a new marriage She leaves behind unconditional love As they lower the casket And tears begin to fall And the absence settles in |