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Journey

January 16, 2012
By Anonymous

It was only a few feet away

But it felt like miles.
Taking the few steps

With heavy limbs
Trying to keep my expression together

For the tears that would have shed have been spent.
I walk forward to pay my last respects.

And I remember her smiling face.
I remember her harsh voice when I misbehaved.
I remember her loving hug before night.
I remember her laugh as we watched movies.
I remember her breathing, as I lie next to her.
I stand in front of a mahogany coffin,

And I remember my grandmother’s journey.
Hers has ended, and mine has begun that long journey through life.


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