A LO of a poem my mom wrote for my grandma who has alzheimer's. It is a bit hard to translate but it talks about how nothing is impressive about her, not her white hair or slow walk, or tired smile..... but that her hair holds all her worries inside and her smile reflects how much she has loved and that even if nothing is impressive, she loves her, just her
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May 02, 2007