Kiwi Konexions: Memories Linger On
Glen Taylor recalls time shared with her beloved granddaughter.
My elphin grandchild
Steps from bubble bath
And pleading eyes say
“Dry me in your special way.”
Secrets shared
Games played
Races run.
Phone calls made to tell me
What she’s done.
Sorting cotton buds.
Crying from her mother’s angry words
Not knowing that the wrath
Was not for her.
Pink ones, yellow, white and blue
We softly talk the problem through
Just us two.
Bedtime stories
Hot milk and nutmeg,
“Tuck me in
Just one more kiss.”
Where have you gone
My precious one?
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