passed Hickey Boulevard this morning
as I do every commute
and thought of my grandmother
my boys got red hair like her
I didn’t get that
but I have the Irish temper
/ / /
My paternal grandmother’s maiden name was Hickey.
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A Place for Poetry (and November Noveling)
Nice reminiscence here! I will check in with your small stones on occasion.