I forget sometimes/
that alongside achingly hard work/
there is beauty/
then I remember stories of my grandmother/
we never met/
except perhaps in the ether/
before and after/
life/
but still/
she taught me strength/
and still/
she teaches/
beauty
I forget sometimes/
that alongside achingly hard work/
there is beauty/
then I remember stories of my grandmother/
we never met/
except perhaps in the ether/
before and after/
life/
but still/
she taught me strength/
and still/
she teaches/
beauty
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