Non-Erotic PoetryOur TalkWhen I need to talk
I just take me a walk
I go visit grandma
at the cemetery
I sit under the big old pine tree
just her head stone and me
I know she can not see me
I know she can not hear me
but I do not care
because she is still apart
of all that is in my heart
I will tell her everything
and no matter what
I always seem to feel better
and before I leave I hear these words
just being whispered
when you come this way alone
I will greet you with a smile
and welcome you home
until then I love you.
Copyright ©2005 Candy Marie Kincaid
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