She painted,
In water colors and oil.
Whence she started, I do not know.
Late in life, I do suppose.
In life, I did not appreciate them.
Long gone, she is now.
Charlene her daughter in law
She was living with, when grandma died.
She sent them to my sister.
We have them now.
I long for her presence,
the paintings will do..
for Now.
Maybe my children will have my poetry,
when gone, I am, too.
Will they long for me, as I do, for her ...
Now
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