The Story I Wrote - Ifl

I was writing a story, A story that took place In autumn, A story about a woman who became a shadow of herself, A woman who earnestly battled her midnight, A woman who was chauffeured to her past, A woman whose past cloaked her present, Her last days were heart-wrenching, I remembered my grandmother, I remembered the last discussion I had with her, I remembered how she navigated her life's sojourn, I could see her face, I could hear her voice, I felt her around, Her reassuring words echoed in me, Tears streamed down my eyes. February 13, 2023. I Felt Like Poetry Contest, Charles Messina.