That grandma, She was different
I had never talk to her, Just some smiles, Here and there, She was short, Around 80 or something, I never spoke to her, Thinking that she would also start, Start to preach, Give me lessons, About my disability, I avoided, Avoided glance, But.. Still.. She was the first one to greet, I just greeted with a smile, Not realizing, That she was different, Different from the rest, Just as I was, Today I was with mom, We thought to approach her, We were hesitate, But we gave it a chance, She was happy, Open-minded, Cheerful lady, We judged her wrong, But, She did change my perspective again, On appearance and old age.....