I Can Remember the Faint Smell of Death

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: November 09, 2012

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Submitted: November 09, 2012




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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