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In the morning light, when the rooster crows,
Grandma's in the kitchen, love she always shows.
With pancakes on the griddle, bacon in the pan,
Every single morning, I'm her biggest fan.
The smell of fresh biscuits, rising in the air,
Butter melting slowly, with Grandma's tender care.
Eggs are in a scramble, sizzling with grace,
Forever in my memory, her smiling face.
Grandma's morning sun, shining bright and true,
Every breakfast she makes, a piece of love, it's true.
Her tender heart's gift, I cherish every day,
Grandma's morning magic, in each and every way.
She pours the orange juice, with a gentle hand,
As I sit at the table, feeling oh so grand.
Her stories of old times, they make my heart glow,
With every sip I take, her love continues to show.
Variety of foods, a beautiful display,
From waffles to muffins, she brightens up my day.
Her laughter fills the room, like a sweet embrace,
Every meal's a blessing, in her warm, kind place.
Grandma's morning sun, shining bright and true,
Every breakfast she makes, a piece of love, it's true.
Her tender heart's gift, I cherish every day,
Grandma's morning magic, in each and every way.
Sound Of Meme
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