Enamored

Memories of my visits to Grandma’s

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The rain drops in the window sill

That tea stained table frill

The whiff of moist leaves

A bottle of crab’s eye seeds

A bowl full of black plums ripe

Charcoal bits on her forehead forgotten to wipe

Granny’s warm hands ushers me in

And my childhood lets out a toothy grin.

 

via Daily Prompt: Enamored

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