The flowers stood unwatered in the vase Sun shined through the cracked glass of the window Casting a jigsaw design upon the dirty floor This room that once was cozy and warm Now only bears memories of the way it once was Many happy and joyful days to say the least Have disappeared as thou devoured by a beast As I catch sight of the old rocking chair Can't remember the last time I saw her sitting there This room will never ever be the same Without my Grandmother there to call my name
Reason for writing:
Wrote this in memory of my Grandmother who passed and I was
real close to her.
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