Deceased grandmother
Though we’ve never met, your hand wrote my beginning,
The first line of my story, forever weaving.
Unseen by you, my trials and tears untold,
My joy, a hidden chapter, yet to be told.
You’re a fleeting shadow,
Vanished before my dawn.
All that’s left for me is your name
And memory we never made.
Your legacy is a masterpiece
The yarn of your life may be finish,
Though your hands no longer hold the knitting needles,
Your love and guidance continue to warm out hearts.
Your name blossoms likea flower in our Siren’s garden of knowledge, a first and forever bloom education excellence.
Your legacy will echo through eternity,
as your name become an immortal testament to excellence, sought by generations, revered in rhyme.
Rooted in your legacy, i bloom with pride as your Grand-daughter.
You’re the canvas of courage, painted with vibrant hues of inspiration.
From heaven’s embrace, guide and bless me, that I may honour your memory and make YOU and DAD proud.
