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Apr 1
I remember that light vividly
Watching peace flicker within the trees
When a crow flew by, whispered something to me

Now, basking in the mourning sun
Everything was still, inert, and calm
Yet I can sense the somber nights to come

Continued my walk while holding my breath
The bugs in the dirt can now hear me wept
It’s time for the sunrise but someone has set
A poem about that early morning in July 2023 when I learned that my grandmother had passed.
rhenee rose
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rhenee rose  Philippines
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