Who is Grace? I have read two poems about her from you and she has to be a real person; at least, real to me in my poet's mind...I wasn't born yet in 1940, but later years, in Denmark, when the liberation came, I was a tiny girl, waving my hands at the departing Germans, not feeling any bombs, just the sadness of one lost uncle to a concentration camp., Also feeling my mother and father's relief that the war was over. Now it was time to try and replenish the empty cupboard and maybe ice cream for me again! Marianne Larsen Reninger
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Who is Grace? I have read two poems about her from you and she has to be a real person; at least, real to me in my poet's mind...I wasn't born yet in 1940, but later years, in Denmark, when the liberation came, I was a tiny girl, waving my hands at the departing Germans, not feeling any bombs, just the sadness of one lost uncle to a concentration camp., Also feeling my mother and father's relief that the war was over. Now it was time to try and replenish the empty cupboard and maybe ice cream for me again! Marianne Larsen Reninger
Thank you for reading & comments, Marianne. Although Grace is fictitious she is real to me as I write.