cool night
g.ma back home
relaxing now
hoping to breathe easy
and rest well
ninety-two years
hard to even imagine
cool night alone
only because no one
else is going outside in the rain
papa in his chair probably
halfway through another book
mom keeping that watchful eye
over her mom did she imagine
nurses after retirement
papa ponders while
my mind wanders
it’s my sister’s born day
and brother is probably making dinner
in the tower no one more than
five minutes away
tight knit like the hat
might need it if it gets
any cooler tonight
September is all but done...
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