By: Shirley Crawford
Grandfather sings, I dance.
Grandfather speaks, I listen.
Now I sing, who will dance?
I speak, who will listen
Grandfather hunts, I learn.
Grandfather fishes, I clean
Now I hunt, who will learn?
I fish, who will clean?
Grandfather dies, I weep.
Grandfather buried, I am left alone.
When I am dead, who will cry?
When I am buried, who will be alone?
By; Shirley Crawford
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