In
their wedding best
they
stand for the photo,
before
the brown brickwork
of
some wall. They are quite
dwarfed
by the photo frame,
pear,
peach, apple
pomegranate
twined and full.
I
close my eyes like my grandfather
in
photographs; beneath the
dust
I see my grandmother's eyes
shut,
too.
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| My grandparents Image credit: SM Jenkin |
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This is the final part of the small stones writing challenge
The art of paying attention
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