Whitney2 -------- Grandfather
Grandfather's Suitcase
He left it,
for me, she says.
Inside it
are his trilby
and the books
we used to read,
and somehow, his scent of pipe.
9-5-2017
Copyright © Jack Webster | Year Posted 2017
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