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Loving Grandmother
Delicate, dainty, and brown Are the hands of a loving grandmother. Everyone who has been mesmerized by her hypnotizing trance, Will say it’s a blessing upon themselves. Although death is slowly starting to creep on her like the pessimist it is She still holds her head high with dignity unknown to others. The cold and metallic gray charm bracelet she wears Helps settle her uneasiness that sits in the pit of her stomach, like the seeds inside an apple. As she slowly twirls her engraved matrimonial ring on her index finger Symbolizing her eternal love life. When her younglings come to prance and play Their chatter makes the grandmother chuckle softly, with delight . All gathered around in a circle,waiting, are the young children She tells them a story of love, greediness, and happiness Then sends them off to enjoy a hearty meal. She stirs the pot, and gives each youngling an oversized portion of her famous chili, While wonderful and exotic smells sting the noses of the young children. And the warmth that it radiates, Comes only from her. When all is said and done, She gives her younglings embraces that have an essence, Of velvety sugar blossomed right out of a red carnation. The parents of the younglings all give her compliments on the Ruby red roses printed on her cream colored dress She thanks them with a wink of her eye, Dismissing each and every one of them one-by-one. Before slumber arrives, Clear colored tears start to drip slowly down her chiseled cheekbones As she reminisces about her last moments on this heavenly world Since every step she takes, leads to her ultimate doom. At last, she finds her own inner-peace Knowing that she is destined To be, Everyone’s caretaker.
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I thought of a young brown lady, and this just came out of my head. I'm not the best writer, so don't hate on me