Rocking through the night,wizened cheeks so dear.
Cupping my face in her hands.
Loving her filled up my lonely childhood.
Emma made the stars shine bright.
Her love was immense.
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My grandma's name really was Emma ...
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2014
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