A super short poem from Gracia's point of view
In my home, the Elrics can stay
Anytime they want, any day
Friends of my late husband they were
Good boys they are of that I'm sure
Winry and them spent time with my baby girl
She who is as precious as a little white pearl
Although I do not have the power of future sight
For Elicia, I will do what I can to raise her right