A Sad Precious Moment Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A Sad Precious Moment



Yesterday, at my Mom's grave, kneeling, praying,
talking.

Whispering to her, my Aunt, her sister, quietly,
just under her breath said, 'Katie, I'll be seeing
you soon'.

Pressing all our hearts together.

(10: 49 a.m. - 10/10/95)

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