Her sallow face I like the more,
Her hallow cheeks I kiss,
I wear the dresses that she wore,
It’s her I always miss.
She still believes that God exists,
She’s good at fortune-telling.
When we’re talking, she insists
That I’ll soon get married.
She always laughs at her shuffling gate,
She likes to talk a lot.
She always says: “It’s never late
To start again a life-plot”.
Grandmother
© Copyright: Олеся Максименко, 2008
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Absolutely wonderful! Makes me miss my grandmothers. Very colorful and endearing. Thanks for that!
Nice rhythm and rhymes as well...except maybe "fortune-telling>married" but who cares...it's about Grandma! :):) С уважением! -ВПМ
Впоискахмузы 19.04.2008 01:58 • Заявить о нарушении
Nice rhythm and rhymes as well...except maybe "fortune-telling>married" but who cares...it's about Grandma! :):) С уважением! -ВПМ
Впоискахмузы 19.04.2008 01:58 • Заявить о нарушении
Thanks for your remark. The fact that it's written in English makes it even more valuable.
Спасибо)
Олеся Максименко 19.04.2008 11:01 Заявить о нарушении
Спасибо)
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