Granny’s ghost in her chair
She just wanted to send me her love
Granny’s ghost in her chair
Last night, in the silence,
I saw her there,
my sweet granny,
in her old chair.
A ghostly glow,
a soft, warm smile,
happy fear
lingering a while.
Her eyes held light,
in that quiet space,
shadows surrounding,
my heart felt free.
Before I knew it,
granny had gone,
but this memory
will linger on.
I love you, granny,
smiling at me,
on my birthday,
You’re still here,
Loving me ♥️♦️♥️
About the Creator
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Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
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