Missing Grandma
The sweet scent of perfume
Runs through my nose
Her presence scares me much
When I’m all alone.
Her old dress in the closet
Reminds me of memories
She walks on the floor
But nobody sees it.
Picture frame on the wall
Remarks of her generation
She sits beside me
I just miss her so bad.
This is the day
When she died on a white sheet
It was 5 years ago,
When I had a grandma
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What's Next?(The Untold 2)
PoetryYou'll never really learn unless you give yourself a hard try- Lei Strauss
