Blue release
sandy shores
Soul’s retreat
hushed lagoon
Zephyr sighs
palm trees sway
Tranquil breath,
immortal
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When I wrote this poem earlier this week, I had no idea just how much it would mean to me by today. Yesterday morning my Grandma passed away, but as the tears fall I know she is truly at peace. Through the grief, the same peace sits quietly inside of my heart. While I miss her, the love she gave me and the memories I have of her will always be part of me.
This is for you, Grandma. I can already feel you watching from above. I love you. xoxo
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c.b.w. 2012