By Sohini Trehan
My first and forever love
She showed my body
The true feeling of tenderness
When I think of her
Memories, moments, words
All somehow merge into one
Feeling within my heart
And a lump in my throat
The softness of her being
Is everything that is love
And her hands are what
Stay the clearest in my soul's memory
Her hands hold so many stories
Of a life lived with love
Stories of deaths and rebirths
Stories of joys and traumas
Stories of survival and strength
As my daughter asks me once again
To tell her more about my grandmother
I take her hands in mine and smile softly
Grateful for my first and forever love.