My grams speaks poetically fluently something I never allowed myself to see Her visions run deep wisdom speaks My love for my Grandmother has grown A healing I have never once known for we have patched up our rivalry during these karmic times battling it out in this life finding our Balance and Peace Wow, my Grams is even more beautiful when she speaks hidden was she from My view Nanny McPhee old crone woman was she witchery once perceived karmically Banished from our systems Our roots existed on solid grounds never realizing our own similarities Gratitude is me epiphany deep
Your Cosmic Mystic Muse