Family is gathered at her home.
Just to be there for her;
take her mind off of things.
Looking through yellowed photos,
we laugh at old haircuts
and facial hair.
Smooth faces smile from old Polaroids,
the now-wrinkled versions smiling back at themselves,
bittersweet.
A certain picture makes her laugh.
She turns to show him and realizes he's gone.
The tears come quick
and she is swiftly embraced by sons and daughters.

02/08/2008

Author's Note: My husband's grandfather passed away yesterday on the operating table and this was the scene at his grandma's today.

Posted on 02/09/2008
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