A poem I wrote for my beautiful Grandmother

[LiSZKA]

This is a poem I wrote for my beautiful Grandmother who passed away some years ago.
She was German and had to flee to Sweden during WWII. I am very inspired by her;
I use her pearls and her favourite perfume Ispahan almost every day. I love you, Grandma.

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Grandmother's pearls and her favourite perfume
I indulge myself in the scent of World War II
With broken fingers I caress the wounds
That were left as scars on her empty mind

I'm lost in a land of faceless strangers
Nameless in their purity, scattered in their lies
And whatever threats loom ahead
I go by with the smile of a century torn

Whenever I bleed, a picture breaks down
Of people I had the chance to meet
But never had the fortune to know
As I despair with joy, please rest in peace

[kaoskat]

That's beautiful! I'm sure your grandmother would have loved it and been very proud of you.

[LiSZKA]

Thank you, that means a lot to me. <3

[melodys_angel]

Im sure that would have meant alot to her, hun <3

[ZennaBug]

That's beautiful. 

[lovesbabysquirmy]

That is very beautiful! 

[Eviecorn]

Love your poem.  Such a beautiful sentiment for your grandmother.