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Grandpa’s Cracked Mirror

Grandpa’s Cracked Mirror

A janitor was my Grandpa.
Found a cracked mirror one day.
I asked could have it in hand.
No was what he first said.
Cancer shot him from his stand.
Soon he would be dead.
It meant lots on this command.
He gave it to me as he fled.
Died October 1968.
That cracked mirror kept I did.
Where is it hid?
I know it is in my memory.
Where is it physically?
I will find it again one day.
Pass on to my son for keepsake,
As I explain,
What is meant behind
Grandpa’s Cracked Mirror!
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