Baba

Baba

A Poem by Evee
"

I wrote this on Baba's 2nd yahrtzeit, to grieve, I guess.

"

Baba's house wasn't full of tchoktches

like a proper Bubby's house is, they tell me.

Baba's house was full of elephants.

Reincarnations of Zeida, she told me.

No,

She never told me.

But, 

I knew. 

Baba's house was full of elephants.

And 

I knew.

© 2014 Evee


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Added on January 25, 2014
Last Updated on January 25, 2014
Tags: family, elephants, heartfelt, death, grieving

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Evee
Evee

Halifax, Canada



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Recovering student of Mathematics. (Recovering from the student, not the math.) Occasional writer, mostly short poetry. more..

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