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My Grandfather
Tyler B., Luther, OK

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By Joe P., Hawthorne, NY

My grandfather’s hat is the color of blue.
Not the regular, out of the crayon box blue
but like the sky spreading in every direction,
anything is possible type blue.

When I put his hat on my head
it feels like he’s here, standing beside me
with his hand on my shoulder or patting
me on the back.

When someone you love has gone
ask for something big or small
something to remind you
they’re not really gone at all.




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