The children danced
and we shared
jars of chile sauce
after her funeral:
I feel Grandma laughing
Monday, September 6, 2010
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An exploration of poetry: New ways of saying old things. Old ways of saying new things. My words.
I love this Cady. A real sense of celebration, for the gift of a life shared.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Paul. It truly was a time of celebrating life, and one life in particular.
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