Dear Grandma
Michelle is a volunteer on the Saturday morning shift at South Chingford Community Library. She spends part of her time at home in Saudi Arabia, and part in Chingford where her mother lives. I find this poem very moving. DEAR GRANDMA She sits alone, small and frail, childlike in an adult's chair. But there is life inside that wizened shell. Her heart and soul burn on untouched. 🌺 But that soul cries to be free from strains of age; she's lived her life, why should she struggle on? 🌺 But for me, I cannot be free, let go of ties that bind, of memories of those times gone by when I was young and small and weak, and it was she who cared for me. Many years lat...