Gangster Granny

GANGSTER GRANNY

 

White T-shirt with blue flowers and neckline,

Sitting in front of her house receiving the sunshine,

Mahogany colored khaki pants,

Giving her an exceptional look like she doesn’t have wants.

Nice slim but strong shoulders,

They sure don’t look like boulders.

Elegant but faded beads,

Proudly placed around the thin neck and arm that leads.

Even in her old age, she still possesses some of her grace and beauty.

She dressed this way for past 57 years, since her lover answered the call of duty.

Her beautiful, radiant skin has since faded from years of sitting under the sun.

She stares at the long dusty hoping that someday her love will return.

“Angel eyes” he always called her, but now the eyes have sunken deep into their sockets, just from years of watching the old and dusty road.

Lips that were once very smooth, silky and luscious have now become thin, cracked and rugged.

Her cute little face is now covered with hard wrinkled skin, one that has endured so many harsh weathers.

The Red Ribbon on her head is a piece of her lover’s clothing, she had made into a fancy hairpiece. Over the years, she had used it to style her now wooly gray hair.

She sits like this in front of her house because it reminded her of how he sad when he was still around. Two things that belonged to him that have stood the test of time are his glasses and his cigar.

She wears the glasses everyday, wishing she could see him through them someday, and she holds the cigar in between her thin lips because its smell reminded her of his breath.

Loneliness, deep hurt has consumed her being. She is merely just alive, but in reality, she had died a million times

Although she has lost her feminine features, she still prides herself in the fact that she is a woman who is determined to keep her vows till her dying day.

Kids in the neighborhood call her hippy, others call her gangster granny because of how she looks and d way she sits,she doesn’t mind at all, all she wants in this life is to see him one more time and kiss his lips before she dies.

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