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Sweet Yesterday - Ephemera
Letter of the past,
Now a treasured piece,
Letter of gone years,
Now a keepsake.
She wrote it to show her love,
She wrote it to tell me how proud she was of me,
It had words from the depth of her heart,
It had words from the string of her worries.
She had just lost her elder sister
and was preparing for the funeral,
It was the end of the year
and things were quite expensive,
She wanted to give me a bigger Christmas gift but couldn’t.
Now that she’s gone into the night,
The letter remains my light in her room,
It’s a door into sweet yesterday,
It’s a mirror into a memorable moment.
From my grandmother,
A letter with love.
April 25, 2024.
Copyright ©
Thompson Emate
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