
WORDS IN GRANDMA’S EYES
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Here I sit,
In the darkness of the night,
Looking into my grandma’s eyes.
I see myself.
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Here I sit,
In the darkness of the night,
My heart is beating,
Telling me, do the best you can.
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The lineage from which you come,
The sacred Crown that you wear,
The Throne on which you sit,
They were sculpted from the bleeding of her back.
Do your best to honour her.
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My Grandma sits,
Looking deeply into my eyes;
Love-filled. Warmth is all I see.
The roofing she left behind,
It’s still my cavern from the cold.
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