
Grandma’s fancy dish
out only on holidays
filled with candies
that melt in your mouth;
pastel pink, green.
yellow and white,
but not before dinner.
She never had one
having given them up,
years before;
a sacrifice
for a still unanswered
prayer.
About the Creator
Shams Says
I am a writer passionate about crafting engaging stories that connect with readers. Through vivid storytelling and thought-provoking themes, they aim to inspire and entertain.



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