Grandma, from my father I've met...
Petite i was a toddler
Soft and sweeter than honey she was
to the front door she lead me when time to school...,
... all worried.
Like sunshine when I came back
Fruit, candy she carried for me,on her chest
Then, took me to her arms
She was playing, laughing and kissing...
... my eyes.
She was playing with me like a kid
And kept me close to the chimney
History and fairy tail told me
Leting me play with...
... lighter.
I remember she was coughing often
She couldn't brith, lots of pain
Then, I didn't, now I know ..
Grandma never took me away...
... sitting keept me on her lap
Sweet was my grandmother
Blessings, come from her like a pure source
White hands like nacre
many times have i have been cought...,
... Carresing from these hands.
Wrinkles covered her face
Silver is poured over the hair...
And when I asked her "why grandma?'
She laughed at me
... because "I'm a grandmother."
Adriatik Jaçe
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