Grannie, Woman Of Africa Poem by Anita Wisniewska
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?
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
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from TV prog. NOTICE often those with no money can still look happy.
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5/4/2024 10:15:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
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.