Friday, July 4, 2014

My Grandmother

A tough one this woman, even on her death bed she ceased to die , with the coffin and fine linen ready to cover her shriveled old body of 107, outlived 2 daughters ,a son and 2 grand children she dearly loved.

Her husband left too soon , so every wrinkle in her body talks of lonely years spent in struggle bringing her children up. Her laughter was like sweet melody to my ear but more than that i loved to hear her pray and scoff in between when she coughed because of the wild apple she might have eaten a while back. 

Rest in peace at last , farewell and happy be , you can now tell your friends why you took so long , because you were busy STAYING ALIVE  .

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