Post-Thanksgiving Blues
Children have gone, house settling down;
sitting and sifting through memories found.
How quickly life passes--a grandma now
I wish I could reverse the clock somehow.
I didn't know how quickly they would grow
into their own lives--a world I don't know.
November 28, 2021
Bite Size Poem No. 28 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
First Place!
Copyright © Ann Peck | Year Posted 2021
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