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Grandmother
December 14, 2010
Sitting up there in her rocking chair
As she rocked, sweetly singing in my ear
Cuddled in her arms, I’d twist her hair
Her voice soft, as my eyes filled with tears
A smell of warm bread, filled with banana
Fills the house and air that I once lived
As I remember her voice calling Hannah
Helping her bake many times of the
A day of sadness that fills my soul
Missing her dearly each day of the year
As I remember the times we once had
The thought of it all brings sorrow and tears.
© Nghi L., Phoenix, AZ
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