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Apr 2020
As stately as a Redwood and as strong
as the gray cliffs of the Sierras,
as warm as the sun on the kelp-strewn sand.
I remember her musical voice and I hear
the murmur of the waves
and the whisper of the wind
in the Eucalyptus trees.
I see the limitless ocean and sky,
remembering her beautiful blue-green eyes.
I will love you always, Grandma.
Juhlhaus
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Juhlhaus  M/Chicago, Illinois
(M/Chicago, Illinois)   
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