Time To Go To Grandmas
The child was scooped up by her mother.
Her crying stopped upon contact.
The motherless child looked up in wonder.
She did not remember such days.
Her mother had been gone since she was a toddler.
Her father watched her watch them, feeling sad.
It was time for a trip to grandma’s.
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