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.

Rounded

at the tip.

 

 

Written by Kassie Shanafelt

 

PoetryKassie Shanafelt