Day 1 (A) ~ #BlogchatterA2Z challenge
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She walked along with the grandfather, while he supervised the construction of a boundary wall around the house. He picked up a stick and wrote her name, on the fresh cement wall … to bring a smile on her face.
Much has changed over the years, from emptied rooms, to shrinking menus, and minimized garden.
That scribbled name survives.
My Grandmother’s House
I received love……. That woman died,
The house withdrew into silence, snakes moved
Among books, I was then too young