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Tribute to my grandma

Amazing how you touched our hearts from near and far
And that's simply who you were!
Such honor is granted but to a few
We're so glad we got it from you

Should we talk about how
The odds of life would abound?
But they would all clear somehow
Coz mama Deina was around?

Or should we reminisce the many times
You filled our home with peace?
There're just not enough rhymes
To articulate this piece!

You touched the deepest of our soul
Illuminating every part
Who else can assume your role?
What can tear us apart

We miss you so much our friend
Sing with angels above
How we hope to meet you in the end
We will always remember your love



Mama      Deina Ajema Lwamba
Sunrise;   1930
Sunset;    2020



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