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for Granny

November 29, 2009

She sits alone in the room
The smell of country pines
The thought of her mommy and daddy
Her notion that life is good.

She sits surrounded by these other people.
The smell of Thanksgiving dinner
The thought of their grandmother
Their notion that life is cruel.

They are nice strangers to her,
But she is family to them.

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. November 29, 2009 12:57 pm

    This is beautiful 🙂 thanks for sharing! xx

  2. November 30, 2009 11:15 am

    i know this all too well. thanks for this.

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