The Stories & Poetry of a Woman Writing
smiles..i am glad you still have a grandmother...i still have one...the rest all passed before i was 10...she is def frail, but will talk your ear off...smiles...we all need that touch as well...
@Brian: I think I gave her a few more days of life just in the fact that I reached out, touched her hand, what little is left of her memories, but mostly her heart. The least I can do for all she has done for me. Glad your Gram is still there talking your ear off too. :)
What a stunningly beautiful and touching post, Katherine!Reading your words and seeing that photo reminded me of one of my grandmothers. The hands.Thank you for sharing, my friend!X
@Ron: It is amazing how a little touch goes a long way and means so much. Glad I could offer you some memories Ron. Be well.
Thank you for honouring our MFM by contributing your lovely poem. The first two lines are especially beautiful.xo
@Me: Last week's post was "Snow Day", which would have fit in with 's' too, if I had thought about linking it. Thank you. Those lines are borrowed from a longer piece that I am working on too. Inspiration strikes this weeek :)xo to you too hun
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