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Malka
The hole in my heart
 Which opened at your passing
 Is festering still.
 Your kindness and love 
 Which no suffering removed
 Cannot be replaced.
 One day you hugged me
 And you whispered "I love you"
 For the final time.
 Next time you were gone
 Saw me but didn't know me
 I went home and cried.
 I cried for my dreams
 Daydream where I was still small
 And you still were there.
 Even in your nineties
 You talked with five year old me
 As we ate cookies.
 We played on the swings
 We ate ice cream at Toby's house
 And we picked flowers.
 I went to see you 
 But you looked past me and just
 Babbled on in Polish.
 
 Last year you passed on
 You're in a better place, I know
 But I still cry.
 My sibling don't know
 What you were like---but I do
 So I sigh, cry and
 Remember.

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