Michael, when I first started reading this piece I thought it was about a passing of a Gran but then came this powerful and even more emotional stanza -

'Sometimes I noticed a bruise or
two.
And sometimes I recalled more than a
few.
As a child I was so
confused.
But now I know poor Gran was
abused!' Which made me well up because I couldn't imagine this happening to a sweet Gran but unfortunately it does which is disgusting.

All in all a sombre yet wonderful write and I'm sorry.

Em