A Portrait Of My Great Grandmother

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Her eyes are crystal blue pools

of laughter.

You’re either trapped in them,

or you want to dive in.


She’s got a smile

that curls

on the ends

like a good punch line.


Short rays of white sunshine

spew from the top her head.

Equal parts warmth and history

bound in a single strand.


Her nose

the length to greatness.


at the tip.



Written by Kassie Shanafelt


PoetryKassie Shanafelt