I remember a gray beret,
robes of a well-done,
a pocket watch with gold chain.
Speech fast and given by the loud time ...
In memory the old man sitting in the chair porch saying ...
- "That old world with no gate."
He slept early, woke up early,
In a bright room, a water course,
A life transparent ...
Honest and work.
"Always wash your feet before bed my grandson"
I remember his hands on my child's feet,
so soft and wet, wetting my affection
heart of a boy.
After washing the feet and full of affection ...
A peaceful sleep in the room of course,
surrounded by good angels.
I remember the grandmother,
of twenty children,
various grandchildren
and great-grandchildren.
vainglorious
Hair treated
manicured hands.
The food a unique fragrance,
even today the aroma in the nostrils,
a soft voice in memory.
- "Eat my grandson."
Her hands stroked my hair thin ...
Gestures of affection, especially grandparents
a weekend at my will ...
Where can remember as far as live.
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