After the funeral
back at the house,
adults gathered talking
in hushed platitudes.
While wandering the house
I looked out the window.
There she was, on the front lawn
by the blue hydrangea.
Rising from the ground
like an apparition...
GRANDMA!
She is the last person
I know
who went to heaven.
(little Peter, age 6)
Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 6:17 PM UTC
After the funeral
back at the house,
adults gathered talking
in hushed platitudes.
While wandering the house
I looked out the window.
There she was, on the front lawn
by the blue hydrangea.
Rising from the ground
like an apparition...
GRANDMA!
She is the last person
I know
who went to heaven.
(little Peter, age 6)