of the poems about ones lost, this one stood out the most to me. Maybe because you never had a chance to meet her and your imagination did the talking, but the pictures were vivid, well-placed and clever. Much respect for that one.
And because of your other piece, I think I'm gonna go visit my grandmother's grave today. I like to do that on nice days. That particular spot in the cemetary is quite relaxing to me. Death really can be a beautiful thing. I wish everyone could face that fact.