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Now I take the floor
Outside hardens the core
As I start to grow
I see the long way to go

Tuesday, July 13, 2010


There! She lays lifeless and dead
As numbness gradually grows from toe to head
Her countenance still holds the charm
Expressions of less turmoil and absolute calm!

She was born with a golden spoon in her mouth
Prosperity favored her throughout her growth
Lived like as a princess, died like a queen
Born lucky, does that mean?

She lived her life on her own term
Standing by her decisions, tall and firm
In others lives, never did she interfere
Whenever they needed her, she was there!

She had her favorites, one or two
Yet she showered love on others too
Still can sense her smell and hear her sound
Running through me in vale profound!

For, I saw this world because she bore my mother
“I will miss you deeply”, my loving grandmother!