Recollecting Grandpa

by

Judith Miller

"And so! And so! And so!", our
Grandpa used to call,
Each time we crossed his threshold
and raced along his hall.

Or he'd pick away quietly
at his stamp collection,
While we'd swarm around Gran
for her warmth and affection.

Or he'd cover the end of the bread
with some butter,
Before slicing it straight
with a very sharp cutter!

I recall his ghost body
laid out on their bed -
How I understood then what
it was to be dead.

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Why don't you look at Savior
by: Scott Armstrong
from: Pleasant Lake, IN, US

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