by J.R. Lewis

Created on: October 22, 2008   Last Updated: March 16, 2011

Whisps of you decorate my walls

Your newborn picture, Momma and Daddy holding you,

Tiny hands and soft skin with blond hair

Christmas photos when you could pull up

Not really smiling, just curious, looking away

Child of my child, a tiny duplicate, with his Momma's touches

Who was taken away, stolen away, leaving me with pangs of hurt

Pictures and handprints, a closet of toys and 'buddies' stuffed animals

A clip of hair proves you were really here

My aching heart proves I was once your grandmother...

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