Fondly remembering my beloved Grandma today
and her beautiful rose bushes.
The pink and rose doll blanket on my lap underneath
was made for me either by her or my Moma,
I'm not sure which.
That's ok, she says with a fond smile.
I like, very much!, letting it remind me
of both of them,
two very dear-to-my-heart women.
I am grateful and proud to be their daughter.
. * .
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