And then someone riling my mood,
My Yiayia then appears
And wipes away any forthcoming fears.
When others try to mother
And they don’t really reach the mark,
Now passed away for a lifetime which I still recall
I know the Father reminds me of her, then I do not fall.
I really miss her
Called me “Angelo” when I was young,
She humoured my heart and made sure I had that bit of fun.
I look forward to the day when we next meet
My present from the heaven’s, the Angel I thought I lost then retreats.
”love you Yiayia… your Jason”
Jason
27th February 2022
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