Grandma's Curtains

I HUNG THESE CURTAINS, I LIVED HERE ONCE, I'M CERTAIN, THE FLOORS WERE WAXED, THE DISHES SHINED, I RESIDED HERE, HAPPILY, FOR QUITE SOME TIME. MY SOUL SLEEPS UNDER THE WINDOW'S PANE, THE SINK CALLING ME, AT SUPPER TIME, I STILL SMELL THE ROSES, I PLANTED OUTSIDE, LORD, JUST PLEASE, DON'T LET IT RAIN, INSIDE. (VICKIE THAYER POETESS 2018)