I know this

My Grandmother smelled of rosewater,
I know this from her clothes.
My Grandmother was beautiful,
I know this from old photos.
My Grandmother was compassionate,
I know this from family stories.
My Grandmother was generous,
I know this from her friends.
But I didn't know my Grandmother,
For her mind was gone before mine was formed.
And my final memory of her
Are the many blossoms on her grave.