Saturday, May 9, 2015

When Grandma Spoke

When grandma spoke , I wish
I had leaned in a little more 
Just to hear her more .
I wish I had the strength 
And composer she had .
She was as clear as glass
Or as clear as a river
On a calm cool clear Sunday morning .
She cold even speak volumes
Without saying a word .

                               By Brock

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