memories of grandmother
chrystallize in my mind
as treasurable gems
no longer as teardrops
that once flowed lavishly
yet, after all these years
grief's darkness lingers
waiting to betray me
when I'm most vulnerable
placing me back in time
when I last held her hand
together we wept
too quickly she was gone




~Pamela





So many beautiful experiences to make me smile and also to keep a sad, tendere feeling within my heart.




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