Little Jaywalker, held in the palm of one's hand
One's hand who loved me
You were grasped, and held, and loved
by my Grandpa.
You were complimented,
An honest compliment that you were very nice,
the moment in time, that moment you were held
I was held.
Held and loved,
Feeling your love, your fleeting life,
in that moment you were held.
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