Memories

White and blue.
A world in the middle, a star at its center.
My small hand, in her large hand
Fidgeting.
A quiet laugh, shhh, “This was Nana’s now it is mine.
One day it will be yours.”
Memories.
My hand, holding her hand, no longer small.
Her hand letting go.
A ring, a blue world, holding memories at its center.

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