My Matriarch

I miss sauntering through her door
She would greet me with a smile and
Her famous salutation
Grab a pop and a snack
Then,
we would sit at the table
chatting
Oh, how my heart misses those discussions
She was
my tutor
my friend
my role model
my mentor

My Grandma

Yearning, I attempt to recall the memory
of a yesterday that is now
far away

To love is to remember you

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