The Grandmother I Didn’t Know

Heaviness succumbs, colors soothe and hypnotize

Land that not too many familiar, but have privilege knowing

There she is, my grandmother

She does not speak through mouth, but through intelligence and body

Eyes imprison sparkling light
She fills with tears, ambiance of light surrounds

Beautiful woman dressed in scarlet

Her figure is divine

Oval shaped buttons exposed her back; only one set sealed

May I close the gap?

No, I am happy with four

How many more is there left?

I counted fourteen grandchildren

Then I met her neighbor, elegant and regal

Aquamarine flowed from her three hundred years ago

Can I meet her?

Her parents left her the home

Did not get her meaning, but I drank her in

The grandmother I never knew

I smile for the reason she is happy!