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Grammy

"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it"
                                                     Quote _ by E.E. Cummings

Elizabeth was my father's mother,
a portly woman who was country raised. 
She was called grammy, never grandmother,
and told me stories that held me amazed.

She was wise but could neither read nor write,
spinning tales of magic and fairy folk.
Whenever I got scared, she'd hold me tight;
and I'd listened to every word she spoke.

She'd check on me before she went to bed,
lovingly tucking me in for the night.
And she oft visits my dreams, though she's dead,
assuring me that she entered the light.

I carry her image within my heart,
for even Death cannot keep us apart.


(Sonnet)


09/07/2022
Writing Challenge- In My Heart- S Forms - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Lost to Heaven- Grammy
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October 7, 2022 at 5:57 AM
Emile, a beautiful Sonnet and congratulations on your win in my Writing Challenge - In My Heart - "S" Forms, I was very close to my "grannie" too, Constance
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October 8, 2022 at 10:18 AM
Thanks, Constance, I am honored by the placement my friend, Emile.
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