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Thursday, March 27, 2014

HOCMON By Nhi, age 9










The last time I saw my grandma
she was standing
underneath 
our pear tree.
Its leaves fell onto
her shoulders.
She had 
smooth hands
like silk.
When she 
went to 
parties she
wore a dress the color of roses 
and lipstick the color 
of cherry  blossoms.
Her brown eyes 
are the color 
of my hair.

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