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I Held Her To My Heart
My grandma and a rose are the same, each is God's masterpiece but with a different name." _by Constance __________________ My grandma took this broken child, she held me to her heart; and through my weeping tears I smiled, when she called me sweetheart. Grandma was a storyteller, I would sit on her lap; often, she was a taleteller, and after I would clap. And she encouraged me to write, she gave me a journal; I wrote my sadness and my fright, things I kept internal. I recall my sweet attic room, on my grandparents farm; and with love I began to bloom, I recall her sweet charm. With her love I was given wings, as I grew we were close; with my grandma I shared all things, till age problems arose. In a nursing home she waited, I would go to see her; she told me her life was fated, soon her words were a blur. I was there the day she left me, and I held her to my heart; I am now a writer would be, because of that sweetheart. ______________________ August 29, 2021 Poetry/Quatrain/I Held Her To My Heart Copyright Protected, ID 08-1385-198-29 All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France Written for the Premier contest, The One Who Touched My Heart sponsor, Regina McIntosh, Judged 09/14/2021 Third Place Submitted to the Standard contest, A Strand (1063) sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 02/01/2022 First Place
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