Conversations with my dead grandma

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Photo by Rod Long on Unsplash

Oh dear,
I'm glad you're here

Would you like a cuppa tee?
There's still so much to see

Look at your hands
Once mine, now full of plans

I see it all
Don't you recall?

Don't think too hard
It falls apart

I still live
Just you breathe

I say
I love Ballet

Ashtrays
Kept away

I fear paydays
they all walkway

Who were you?
Please tell me how to

From all I knew
I wish I had known you

© Barbara Perrupato 2023. All Rights Reserved.

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Barbara Perrupato

Swiftie, book lover and enthusiast writer. I write when I am inspired, spilling my insides to the outside world.