My tears have dried up, as the loss of her presence is now less feared.
She was my rock
She was my silence,
She was my calm
She wasn’t greedy and prayed to God
She is my hope, especially during times when I was young and faced despair.
She knew what to do through the Father, therefore repaired.
The walk we faced together was humble and light
She said little and there was no anger to instigate a on the edge fight.
If everyone was like her this world would be less feisty with quickness and hate,
I am so blessed to have her with me.. this is a beautiful fate.
“Jason’s poem to Yiayia Florenza x 🙏🏽❤️”
Jason
23rd March 2025
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