Grandmother: fragment

Bambi like Sniffing Me My wanting for A Man Is killing Me Bacteria eating Me And in The End Me on a Christmas Table Like Jesus being Wine Or being Lunch, Salads or Candy Cake or Chewing Gum Amina, Amina, and Amina are always there My grandma's were and are Holy Amina The Loved One is present When I look in the mirror Seeing what Love to her has done When She, would love a Man Being half her height Bambi Like Eyes bright I leave with the tide When eyes bright I hide Lower my eye For Men only to see Me Being Me

My grandmothers loved without any hesitation I, know what must have killed them and am aware My dear Granmother Amina You, Have You died of losing Him, You Know that He Always loved You my Dear The World is spinning around the ones he sees "shining" Three Amina'a who, never age old My dear Grandmother Amina You, I am You And You are Me Blue or brown eyed I have You here in my sight Wishing your little grandchild to be happy in love So nature can grow on it Flowers, tree's are waiting for it And the mighty waters, The Sea When all I one day hope for Is to see him there, to be one of Me. Nadiya Amina A. Mohamed Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-1995 09-12-2022