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I Can Remember the Faint Smell of Death

Poetry By: callmecaylen


Submitted:Nov 9, 2012    Reads: 3    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I Can Remember

I can remember piling out of the van.

Momma hollered "Don't forget the milk"

With both of my 9 year old arms snug around

The jug, I stepped onto Grandpa's property.

Mama holding my baby brother.

There Ruby, Grandpa's sister, stood on the porch.

Exchanging words

Mama yelled " We cant find Grandpa"

My mind whispered between my ears,

"Oh he's just out hunting"

Down a narrow path out by Grandpa's house I walked


Hours passed

Our optimistic thoughts weakened

That's when my step dad ran through the front door

His worried eyes carried his sharp words

Grandpa was dead.


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