How I Remember
Leah Kostrzewski
Grade 10
Roseau
How I remember,
I do not know.
I was only three,
I didn't really
understand.
Her cookies were amazing,
And her smile made me laugh.
Her hands were so
strong,
Yet, so small, soft,
and wrinkled.
Next time we met, I
was afraid.
I have never seen someone so still, quiet.
The people were full
of sorrow,
It never really hit
me.
I didn't really understand,
Now, I know.