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OLD IS GOLD

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OLD IS GOLD

About my great grandma it’s told
That her heart never grew old or cold
I cannot keep this incident on hold
Wherever I am, I always unfold

Her counsel freely she has sold
Many consider her tips as gold
Several souls she did mould
While others claim she’s very bold

I never believe what others say
Unless witnessed in my own way
I was aged thirteen then
For me, her farm-house treasured fun

I wore a chain of gold
Exquisite piece of unique mold
I paraded with this golden ware
Unwilling to remove it anywhere

On a particular day
Everything did look gay
A stranger with her did converse
His looks and thoughts were diverse

At home, there was no other member,
Except great grandma and me, I vividly remember
She at length could talk 
But without crutches could not walk

That stranger threw a sinister look
At the costly chain around my neck
Her seventh sense foretold
The impending danger on hold

Her life on earth was very long
Experience titled her ‘wise and emotionally strong’
Suddenly she called out my father’s name
I stood perplexed unaware of her game

I knew my father was far away
Preaching in a remote village that day
Yet thought, “what’s she prating anyway”
Perhaps my father returned some other way

I wondered with my mouth being shut
Until that stranger left our hut
I turned right, left, north and south
Before I could open my mouth

Then my great grandma smiled.
“Thank God you kept quiet child
He wanted to snatch your chain
And run away with his gain.

His intent I could not convey
But before he could have his way
I called your father to keep him away
As I expected, he ran away.”

Through God’s wisdom she did act
Thwarting his plan saved my chain intact
Through this incident I knew
A wonderful lesson old yet new

Bold people sometimes do act strange
Yet, keep danger away from their range
Examine elder’s words without haste
Heed their counsel, wisdom you will taste,
Fruitful then your life shall be
Forever your face will carry glee.

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