images[1] When my face shall be lined and wrinkled,

Evidence of a lifetime on this earth,

And my hair denied its current hue and colour,

Only to take on a scaring white,

When the spring in my step shall be replaced by a non-apologetic stoop,

And my limbs shall function with a groaning and raving madness!


I want my wide-eyed grandchildren to sit cross-legged from me around a hearth,

An expression of awe and pure heroine-worship etched in their expressions,

As I shall recount to them, with a wide toothless smile, the story of my life;

A life well, fully and passionately lived!

I want them to celebrate an epic birth with possibly five traditional ululations,

I want to see them marvel at my strength as I tell of stormy times,

To see grim determination in them as a result of my successes; even failures

To shed a tear, peculiarly, as I emotionally describe my happy times,

Like my ONE DAY that shall dawn reflecting brilliance of Love!


I want to leave clear footprints for them to follow,

An example of a life fully lived,

A demonstration of a love so freely given,

A passion so totally explored,

And a life worth lodging in their memories;

A Legend, An epic woman with generations who honour her..


And so I want; And intend…..

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I have always been a Lover of Stories. They indeed are a healing art. My desire is that the bold strokes of my writing shall leave lasting impressions on the souls of my readers. That these stories will grow us as much as we grow them. It is an honour to be indulged in caring about words that have meaning, breathed into life via the labourious Love of a writer! Gracias!