This morning I felt the presence of my grandmother, the
grandmother I never knew. I wondered if
she was aware that her daughter was not well, and wished that she could be with
her. I felt the pain of her absence that
mom had to bear all these years, and started to cry. I felt my grandmother’s presence again, and
then she was gone.
rainy day
was that you
or just a rose
swaying
in the wind
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