30.5.09

Dear Grandma,

Don't cry for me anymore. I have collected enough tears to finish working on our masterpiece. Forty-five Ziplock bags later, and here we are at the unveiling of a life's work. A Book of Tears.

Keep me in your prayers,
in your thoughts and memories,
in your pocket and hair,
in your heart and guts,
forever and ever,
your grandson.

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