Grandma's HouseA Poem by Ashley RobelGrandma's house. The place has always been home to me. Grandma's house, So clearly etched in my memory. The warm smells of dinner, the laughter of family. All just a flicker of flame in my mind. Grandma's house, Garden so fresh, all her beautiful flowers. The sights, the smells, the sounds, So far from me, So I will dream of laughter, of fun... Of Grandma's house. © 2009 Ashley Robel |
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1 Review Added on March 6, 2009 AuthorAshley RobelBurlington, WIAboutEver since I was a young girl I have loved to write. This could have stemmed from my own mother's love of such a pass-time and career goal. I have, in the past, written many things. However, I have .. more..Writing
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