There is my granny’s spirit, active and
playful in all the corners of our old single stored family house
of concrete—a building, which was constructed at a time when I was not yet
born. She died three years ago and all her affections once gave to me. Now are
here all the memories that I often keep in a place, which was quite unknown for
anybody than me. Then since, I had to make me to call up every single
inspiration in life of those, which was a result of her prayers that I do
believe still. I was looking for those elevated joys in the midst of seasons’
changes, every coming and going to her house and sensed different feelings and
emotions, which gave good moments in us each other. Her happiness was only my
intention, whenever we are together, either she was in my own home or in the
family building which lay in the midst of natural green, yes we loved one
another in greatest pleasure. There was Granny’s Heaven and Heaven ever had
bend upon her and gave every essence of felicity until she dragged to
silent death. Granny never fails to love me or care me. She is still in
my memories. I love you so much until my end
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EMOTIONS COLD
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