Swaying between laughter and tears
Unable to decide in life and death
Holding on
To a beautifully silent world
Watering the plants
She stands,
The newspaper
With daughter’s photo
Under the pillow
Time passes in today
The paper turns
Brown from yellow,
At the corners then in middle
From daughter to grandson
Hopefully
Until no one cares
A day of glory
Is washed away, as she watches
All alone.
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