January 26, 2012
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The hole in my heart
Which opened at your passing
Is festering still.
Your kindness and love
Which no suffering removed
Cannot be replaced.
One day you hugged me
And you whispered "I love you"
For the final time.
Next time you were gone
Saw me but didn't know me
I went home and cried.
I cried for my dreams
Daydream where I was still small
And you still were there.
Even in your nineties
You talked with five year old me
As we ate cookies.
We played on the swings
We ate ice cream at Toby's house
And we picked flowers.
I went to see you
But you looked past me and just
Babbled on in Polish.

Last year you passed on
You're in a better place, I know
But I still cry.
My sibling don't know
What you were like---but I do
So I sigh, cry and

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Ethereal This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 13, 2012 at 4:59 am
this is so sad and beautiful.....
TheGirlWhoDancesWithSnowflakes said...
Feb. 12, 2012 at 9:13 pm
D: Aw, that was so sad. I love the true, raw emotions you put into this piece. I'm not going to cry!!! D,X
projectwarbird said...
Feb. 8, 2012 at 9:38 pm
This is a very good piece. Very emotional and well-defined. Great Job!
readaholic This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 4, 2012 at 11:05 am
good poem :) (again, wish I could say something better, but, bleah)
SuNshiNe007 said...
Feb. 3, 2012 at 9:05 am
This is so good! It makes me want to cry..Its amazing how she lived to be 102! Great Job!
hannahbananasplit replied...
Feb. 3, 2012 at 1:17 pm
Thanks! She really was a remarkable person. She bought an apartment in a senior citizens' development when she was in her late sixties and moved out when she turned ninety because everyone was too young!
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