a red rose
how grandmother blushes
when she sees him
after all these years his voice
the longest in her mind
© Xenia Tran
When my grandmother moved into a retirement home she met her first True Love (from High School) at the breakfast counter and it felt as if they’d never been apart.
He placed a red rose on her breakfast plate each morning and they had one blissful, love-filled year together before he passed away.
Wishing you all a blessed Sunday and a peaceful week ahead,
with love from Xenia xxx
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Red Rose was first published in Ribbons, Spring/Summer 2021: Volume 17, Number 2. A very big thank you to Michael McClintock and the team at Ribbons for featuring my poem and putting this wonderful edition together.
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