His Room
The big picture window
Sits covered with plants and cards
All his clothes and possessions
Are neatly placed in the closet
Boxes of questions
Sit in the corner
By a dresser of answers
I sit and watch a vision
Of peace in my mind
His scent
Lingers in the room
I rest assured, my grandfather is in a better place
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