What Could I Bring You Gran
What could I bring you Gran?
This did her heart good.
But she did not need anything.
Just come back safe, she told her grandson.
He did.
Over and over and over.
Forty years later he was still coming back safe.
The last few years he had brought her flowers.
Sunflowers, roses, daisies, lavender, lilies,
Lilac, cone flowers, zinnias, he was a thoughtful grandson.
At the age of sixty-two his heart wore out.
But on her birthday there were flowers.
From your grandson in heaven, it read.
She smiled for a week.
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