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Grandmotherly
I’ve never seen you but I see right through your eyes
I’ve never never spoken to you but I hear you late at night
Shadow gone
Reflection cast
A bitter fog amid an afternoons tea
Read your leaves
They tell you life
Glittered in miniature clusters
Geodes of grandeur
Enlayed
Embedded
Infused
My mother whispered when you were gone
“I love you”
To the both of us
Lovelaced by tears
Drop plopped below
sponged into my delicate
Skin
She’d never held me before
But now she felt me in her arms
The way you did
Warm breath
And burnt amber eyes
Lavender
Forget me nots
Planted in the dirt below
Edges chip
As hearts collide
She needed me the most
After you died
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This poem is dedicated to my great grandmother, who passed away a month after I was born. I like to believe that she was reborn a little bit in me, and that is what saved my mother’s heart.