Standing amid a cool breeze
with sun descending
soft and slow
reminded of sweet memories
not wanting to let go
some beautiful feelings, moments
buried deep within
never again to show
and even when there's
a lot to look forward to
no reason really to whine
a gentle tear dares to fall off
I sense the presence of
a spirit around
inexplicable, divine
- dedicated to Mumma (my grandmother)
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