My Grandmother-W
As a kid I was fascinated to the gold ring of my grandma,
I used to play with it when she would cuddle me in her lap
As I grew up, got more introvert sitting alone as if in trauma.
The reason was ardent desire to get admission in university
Though my father with little means was trying hard with hope
And to my surprise my father managed even in the adversity.
One day received urgent call from my father to come home
As I entered, saw grandma on the bed with her palm clap
With tears in eyes between her palms she took my palm.
She said:” When wind blows, bent down as do the plants”
I joined her, "Surrender, ride it, lift your head high as it’ll stop”
I said, “Since you taught the refrains, they’re in my prayers”
She breathed her last before I could further say my words
Leaving blue sapphire ring- a symbolic message of hope
That Saturn is a good teacher but bad master for Libras.
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*I still wear that blue sapphire gem ring when I am running the period
and sub-period of Saturn astrologically.
I hope Andrea reads this as she has deep interest in astrology.
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Second place win in:
Contest: Last words to a loved one sponsored by Gareth James
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