Anita Wisniewska

(Ruislip)

Grannie, Woman of Africa


Sad words

Sad eyes

Sad, sad life

Why

Is there no anger

In your soft, smiling voice

Does your face glow

With a beauty as breathtaking

As that of the tree, vibrant with

That frothy purple

Magnificent blossom

Blooming alone

Among the dry, ungrateful

stones?

Submitted: Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Edited: Wednesday, August 22, 2012
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from TV prog. NOTICE often those with no money can still look happy.

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  • Diana Van Den Berg (4/11/2009 2:27:00 PM)

    Exquisite and compassionate portrait, Anita. The Zulu word for Grannie is Gogo. I don't know what it is in other languages indigenous to Africa. (Report) Reply

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