Canary Poem by Lore Me34

Canary



I called her grandma.
My dad called her dear.
My grandpa once called her honey.
How weird; we were three men who all loved
the same woman but called her three different names.
Grandma,
Dear
and Honey...
The woman we all loved was named Carnary.

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Lore Me34

Lore Me34

Chicago, IL. USA
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