Oma
My grandmother died of pneumonia.
In nineteen fifty three
I was seven
I hardly remember her.
So long ago
yet
I still feel her love.
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Oma
My grandmother died of pneumonia.
In nineteen fifty three
I was seven
I hardly remember her.
So long ago
yet
I still feel her love.
The poem says it all - I do want to thank my muse who presented this to me complete.