“Not yesterday I learned to know
The love of bare November days
Before the coming of the snow”
Granny looked like she had just fallen asleep and Benny didn’t want to wake her. He was old enough now to know that the cold winter months made Granny’s back hurt and made her joints stiff. As he slowly slid off the couch he felt a hand grab his shoulder.
“Benny, don’t leave me now!”
“Okay Granny but you know we need to start the fire, its getting cold in here.”
“Not yesterday I learned to know the love of bare November days before the coming of the snow, just as you too will learn what beauty each season brings”
Benny didn’t reply, he didn’t need to, he knew Granny would slowly close her eyes again and fall back to sleep, as she’d done many times. But for now he would sit here while she slept and just watch out the windows for snow.
(144 words)
©2025 CBialczak
Stine Writing 
A beautiful story Christine, xoxo
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He’s a precious boy to sit with his grammy like that. I’m glad he is there for her.
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Sweet children still exist!
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This is incredibly tender, soft and sweet.
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Thank you
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It is great to be able to stay like that. So much is built by being together with someone sleeping.
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A lovely heartfelt piece!
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Thank you
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You are welcome!
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Beautiful
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome
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A really strong mood to this tale, so powerful, and emotional for the reader. Really loved it.
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Thank you!
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Such a touching story, Christine, it brought tears to my eyes. Benny is a precious boy.
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kids are born sweet, where do they stray?
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Christine this tugged at my heart!
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sweet children…
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