Juniper, I Miss You Not

A poem dedicated to my cousin who passed away from breast cancer

Gladysdaeweeks
Nov 4 · 2 min read

A group of my friends and I were driving north from Virginia. I was in the back seat fast asleep, and I woke with a start. Due to a major accident, the GPS had rerouted us through the streets of Baltimore.

The road looked so familiar to me, although I couldn’t for the life of me remember…

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Gladysdaeweeks

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Author of Poetic Imagery: A Journey of Love/Educator/Lover of words. I write poetry, children’s books and educational tidbits. @indianweeks on Instagram

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