Just like her mother did,
Leading up to the moment she passed away,
That 's what her auntie said,
Her grandfather never wrote back to her,
At least, that's what she thought,
Until she found her letters in the drawer,
What a cruel lesson that girl was taught.
She had only just learned to be glad,
Living in Germany,
With her aunt and her best friend, Kiara,
Oh, poor tragic Heidi!
Your heart's so good,
Now grandfather's moving,
Never having received a word from you,
He thought not waiting for you behooving.
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