My Elderly Grandmother

Her beauty is no more and the light has faded in her eyes
But the mind still works she is a young woman in disguise
her legs may not work no more, but the mind still has plenty in store
Though she may not be able to speak well, her mind and wit are still sharp you can tell.
By hand gestures.........
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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