My wonderful and wonderful

You are my yiayia

And we shall meet in heaven,

I never stopped loving you

Twenty four seven.

You were my rock

You were my light

You were my glory to find God

You were my faith when facing atheism devils rod.

I love you Yiayia

For those who don’t understand that word, it means Nan, my life

Once she went to that place of peace 

I know there is Faith in the Father from where the Devils cease.

We all lose people who were our hope, joy and kind

There is faith in God, who we need to look and find.

My eyes well with hope when I know I’ll meet her again,

This lady was my encouragement, direction and guile

Lord my hope, look after my Yiayia for a long, long while xxx ❤️🙏🏽