Poems to My Grandma123456789101112161314171815[15]

we have so much fear, don’t we?
fear of what we do not even know

of you, I have no fear
you are transparent
like crystal or glass

it is so much better not to have fear
there is more room to live
also to say
what to other we do not say
by foolish fear

who is fearless is joyful

you have the key to great secrets
secrets that you keep entire
like hot and perfumed loaves of bread
in a coal oven
by Johnny Virgilto Maria Virgil
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