Her hair falls to her frail shoulders<\/p>\n
in natural streaks of grey and white.<\/p>\n
She complains of having too many greys<\/p>\n
and heeds her sister’s words about using coconut oil.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Wrinkles start to show on her<\/p>\n
suntanned\u00a0 hands<\/p>\n
and painted nails.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Her dark chocolate eyes<\/p>\n
reflect mine in turn as<\/p>\n
she smiles in joy<\/p>\n
just to see me emerge<\/p>\n
from my cave of isolation.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She’s small and frail-looking<\/p>\n
as she navigates around the apartment.<\/p>\n
Her will,<\/p>\n
her faith,<\/p>\n
and her love<\/p>\n
are strong.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Strong as the bunk bed<\/p>\n
that holds a family of 3 at night.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Her faith is like spider webs<\/p>\n
holding the family together<\/p>\n
as she prays each morning and night.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Her love is Venus as it rises each morning<\/p>\n
and when it greets the evening.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
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