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I think of my grandmothers often. On occasion, I can be with them in my dreams ❤️

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This is so sweet, Kaki. 💚

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Great poem!! Your Grandmother is a Superwoman. My mom did the same for my kids 💕

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Thank you so much! And yes, she really is!

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Lovely, Dheepa. I don't recall ever reading this one. I hear that you have already published the poem in Indianapolis Review, but I know that Chicken Soup for the Soul is accepting work due by June 30th, I think, on the theme of grandmothers. (I have some pieces I plan to submit.) I mention this in case they will accept previously published poems...and in case you are looking for an additional audience.

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Thank you, Mary! And I really appreciate the CSS suggestion—will look at the PrePub restrictions. So nice of you!

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Lovely poem!

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Thank you, Barbara!

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Beautiful Dheepa, I love it! Reminds me of the many things my grandma did for me that I only appreciated after she transitioned.

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Interesting how we remember the tiny things as much as the grand things!

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