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Dear Great Grandma
I braided your hair
I couldn’t help but wonder
How fair your skin had gotten
You walk but with the help of a cane
Getting old is to blame
Your smile still reaches your eyes
Each year passes by
Time seems to fly by
Eighty eight years to be exact
And I’ve had you for twenty five
How you live your life
Is admirable
If I grow to be your age
May I see life through your eyes
And not be as cold as ice
I couldn’t help but wonder
How fair your skin had gotten
You walk but with the help of a cane
Getting old is to blame
Your smile still reaches your eyes
Each year passes by
Time seems to fly by
Eighty eight years to be exact
And I’ve had you for twenty five
How you live your life
Is admirable
If I grow to be your age
May I see life through your eyes
And not be as cold as ice
Published 9th Jul 2024
Author's Note
So my great grandma is 88 and she’s someone I look up to so this is about her
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18th Jul 2024 4:29am
Brilliant and beautiful write. A lovely tribute to her. Into the list it belongs. Appreciate you.
DL
DL
18th Jul 2024 4:39am
Thank you! I was nervous about writing this one as I am still new to writing
18th Jul 2024 4:53am
Well I think you did good by her. It was truly heartfelt and brilliant. Appreciate you.
DL
DL
18th Jul 2024 12:37pm
Your elders are wise, they've seen so much and not to talk and spend time with them is a travesty. Nicely written.
A poem that would certainly do your great grandmother proud. My paternal great grandmother died over 20 years before I was born but I did have a friendly paternal grandmother who was 53 when I was born and would have been 88 when I was 25 (she lived to 92, dying when I was 39).
