Dear Grandmothers
and Grandfathers
who loved the land
and the people

who taught me to appreciate
the little things
the small garden
with stepping stones

who taught me to slow down
sometimes and just sit
enjoying the music
and the poetry in the moment

who opened up the world to me
to my brother
and then to my spouse and my children
teaching hospitality
while you modeled manners

I miss you
and on days like today

I wish you were here.


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