Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/

I never knew my grannie,
but stories oft were told
of a woman on a mission
to find her precious gold.
She wore these funny glasses
a red rim, the shape of a heart
Mum says I look like her
and have the same love start.
So I keep all of her belongings
her beautiful fragile strands
in memory of her cotton
and threads of time will land.
Lovely post Diana
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Thanks
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What a nice story. I read it aloud and it flows so nicely.
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A beautiful story in your poem Diana. Thanks for joining in.
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Thank you ❤️
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You’re most welcome
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This is lovely, Diana
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Thank you
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