Grandmother known for her principles
more so for her resilience
lived a life of an aesthetic
unmindful of criticisms and jibes
dubbing her as a recluse.
She, in her late fifties,
mother of six children, needed
none to take care of financially.
goes to her ancestral home, once
grandfather passed away,
From then she remained isolated,
Contains her interaction,
Primarily her daughters
visit her. Follows her time
schedule precisely
She lived likewise for
twenty more years,
never gets out of the house,
sees the world through the big
windows and wide open doors,
She was not susceptible to virus
nor to any ailments.
Her house, garden, staff and cows
comprised her world. Never did she
participated in weddings, funerals.
That sort of life
keeping a distance
while residing in a cluster
is amazing. If only everyone
looks at life from the same angle?
no deadly virus will besiege,
the place will become
a haven of peace.
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