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.
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
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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