Poetry

I went seeking

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The letters that would tell me about you

The one person I never got to know before I was born.

When my eyes opened for the first time, you were already gone.

But all my life, they said I looked and acted just like you.

So, on a bright sunny morning, I found the dresser filled with your words, and I read them until I could see out my eyes from all the tears I cried.

But as the sun shined through and I got through half of your letters, I am so grateful you wrote to me and about your life.

So now, as I walk through this life, I have pieces of you with me no matter where I go.

And I hope one day to write as beautifully as you once did, grandmother.

Because of you, I love to write and sing, and one day, everyone will know me for me and as your granddaughter, too.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes