My Yiayia
In my parents mother longer
Is translated as "Nan"
She was my world
And I was her greatest fan.
She was my calm
And my unconditional friend
A delight to be around
A beauty I can wholeheartedly depend.
She called me 'Angel' and that filled me with delight
She was my sanctum, my world as well as my glorious light.
Most importantly she was my peace
She represented my inner being,
Abundance of humility, the very least....
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