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Wasnt really ready for that saddening thought pattern
i can’t help but read the last verse as a jealous reflection that turns the whole poem sour. it was beautiful up until that point. now i just read the thought of a jealous person rejecting sharing in the warmth and happiness of the grandma.
Yes I agree, it darkens it.
I agree it darkens it. Thanks for sharing
not so much darkens it, more so it makes the author sound more interested in themselves than the happiness of their grandmother.
Also true. I still enjoy it though. We’re all selfish sometimes.
Ooooffff, not what I pulled up the poetry community on my phone for today, but I accept this grey gift 🩶
A little dark yeah.
