ET the Extra Terrestrial.
Just her face, really, and her grayness.
Honestly I can’t say for sure that she wasn’t ET.
Memories aren’t that reliable,
They kind of are slippery in the mind,
Like ET, and like my grandmother.
When I get to heaven,
I won’t know what to say at certain occasions.
Do I say, Grandmother, I missed you.
Or ET, I knew it was you.
That doesn’t mean I pray to ET,
Or to my grandmother.
That is another thing
that ET and my grandmother have in common.
I do not pray to either one of them,
And I don’t scatter Reeses Pieces in the backyard
To try to lure them both back to earth.
I don’t believe in that,
though if I ever saw two ETs at one time,
I would almost assume that one of them
Was my grandmother.
Something confusing is to watch the movie ET
At Christmastime.
Because my grandmother used to visit us on Christmas,
So is she really there?
Or is it just a movie?
You can say it is just a movie,
But why would I pretend not to know my own grandmother?
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