For my Granny Keith
I don’t believe in life after death, hauntings or voices from the grave.
I think what we need from people we loved, is within easy reach.
Sometimes it is easier to get comfort from them than from the living.
Her life was endless gifts to mine, and no one can take her away.
And if I feel, her strong hand on my shoulder, or stroking the back of my hand.
If she’s with me when I wake alone in the dark
It doesn’t mean that I believe in ghosts, just that I loved her and always will.
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