Friday, February 22, 2019

Little Pieces Of Bread Comments

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When her Grandma was alive sometimes they'd sit in her backyard without saying a word.
They'd throw little pieces of bread upon the ground and silently feed the birds.

"Sometimes I get lonely." Grandma would tell her in a sad and mournful tone.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 22 February 2019

Grandma's memories never fade even is she dies. We carry essence of love and care of grandmother. A great emotional poem is affectionately penned....10

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