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  • Writer's pictureÖzlem Özkan

She just greeted other angels.


She just greeted other angels.

Is she in peace with her wings?

Is she watching us from that invisible field?

Is her smile gone forever?

Will I see her loving smile when I close my eyes?

How about her loving heart?

How many people did she cure with her loving kindness?

Who is going to look after her vegetable garden?

Will the tomatoes, eggplants and bell peppers miss her?

What will happen to the fire in the heart of her children?

I don’t know where she is.

I don’t know what will happen.

I just know that her love was real.

And wherever she is, there is love.

To my aunt.

- ÖÖ

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