My Granny
My granny’s hair hung down to her waist
In wavy rivulets from years of braiding
She brushed it regularly, never in haste,
Humming a tune, her way of serenading
Us children watching her in amazement
And sometimes she would quote a verse
She recalled from her school days meant
She urged us to learn it, but never coerced.
I cannot recall her ever losing her temper
She knew the meaning of inner peace
In my elder years, my memories of her blur
Still her patience helps my stresses release.
I remember advice she willingly shared
From her lifetime of sadness and troubles,
I never realized the raw courage she dared
But always knew her faith never stumbled.
My granny lived almost one hundred years
She moved steadfastly through life, I recall
How she never gave into the common fears,
Setting the perfect example of living overall.
FIRST PLACE WINNER
Written July 16, 2022
submitted to "To Honor My Hero" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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