i miss her

sometimes memories come when you least expect them.
today  i thought about  my grandmother, how i wish to be back
in the days where i thought everyone i loved was immortal. my thoughts
carried me to a time where she would ask me how i was doing, i thought
about when she would say j ai envie de quelques chose de bon.( i crave something good) me too, me too. i am not sure how i would answer the question now, i hardly remember if back then
i would say the truth or just bits of it. today i would  be too honest,  and that would make
no one happy. i miss that time for so many reasons, but most of all her.

snow

he said i had a dream about you

what was the dream about she asked

he said you were shovelling snow, you were just a little girl

in a flannel night gown and you were scooping up the snow with the shovel and i was the snow....