Grandmother Dine, I Want To Say Something
But I've forgotten Everything by Now
As you Appear you bring forth such Beauty
It causes Beauty in me with my Tears.
The Rainbow paints its Memory of Thee.
Imbued in Red and Blue Your Sunshine Soul
Upholding the Window Between Past and Now
Woven through Thistles of Tincture Dyed Panes
There is Holy Message in your Bearing
My Person bows to You, your Elegance,
The Quiet Hush Children and the Young Ones
swaddled in the Honor of the Sacred
Peace bless me now, my Mother has Spoken
Without Words for her Love of Concern
But I've forgotten Everything by Now
As you Appear you bring forth such Beauty
It causes Beauty in me with my Tears.
The Rainbow paints its Memory of Thee.
Imbued in Red and Blue Your Sunshine Soul
Upholding the Window Between Past and Now
Woven through Thistles of Tincture Dyed Panes
There is Holy Message in your Bearing
My Person bows to You, your Elegance,
The Quiet Hush Children and the Young Ones
swaddled in the Honor of the Sacred
Peace bless me now, my Mother has Spoken
Without Words for her Love of Concern
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