grandchildren
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They yank on their skates,
criss-cross the laces and
tug on my hand with stubby fingers.
The ice is thick and crusted with
white chips
Pondscum and cattails are hidden
under the marbled crust
Dear Grandma,
Two years have come and gone. It is difficult to believe it has been so long.
It may feel as though you were just here, but it has been a couple of years.
A smile visited me today
and will not go away
but it's ok
I do not want it erased
I want my grandchildren
Josephina Joan, Nicholas and Isaiah
to see
How happy they make me.
