Miss
My grandmother from this life
She taught me how to laugh
The dreams that she inspired me
A world that is only myself
almost 10 years since departed
It brings a tear down from my eye
Lonely and afraid
Cold with fear
Nobody could face YOU like she could
Come up to the smile and tell you what she thought
It is easy to miss the beautiful things that were planted
100 years in the Garden for her
Through the Depression
two World Wars
Rock and roll's first flirtation
Kennedy is shot
Vietnam and the rot
The rest you know already
As I said before,my fellow poets
it is easy to miss
The trees
A clear blue sky
summer showers
Birds who fly
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