Dust tickled my senses~
while one by one,
generations of memories
touch my hands.
Breathing became silenced,
as I caught my own eyes
framed,
irises not brown-
but gray.
Grandma…
so elegant ~ serene.
Like a movie star
gracing an old movie screen.
This ~ was my wise granny,
looking so sheltered – naïve
holding such a pretty face
each tendril perfectly
in place.
This forgotten treasure,
led water to my eyes~
a rain,
warm upon what's hers,
now mine.
Author notes
This is an old poem I have completely renovated. 
Thank you for this contest which inspired me to do it. 
A contest entry
- Nostalgic Poetry! by EmbraceTheJourney.
800 points, ended June 13, 18 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Excellent
Wow, such an amazing write. So very deserving of the gold. Congratulations.
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A very sweet and touching write. Grandma's are so special Wonderful job
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simply beautiful!
A wonderful piece to hold dear.
Love
Juls
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This is a lovely portrait you have painted of your grandma,just beautiful C
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Wonderful sentiments and bitter sweet feelings.
Love, Buddy
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I really liked this...touched me in a personal way. nice job
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Absolutely beautiful, your work is amazing in so many ways.
It's truly incredible, thanks for sharing your poetic heart.
Smile always.
Tony
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Ah..you brought a drop of the tear in my eyes..what a memory you shared here..a universal love around the each word..thanks for sharing this wonderful poetry...
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This is truly beautiful
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Well I think that you pulled out a winner
I hope that you do well in the contest best wishes always be well.
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