Posted on Thursday, 9 February 2012
once a little girl, is now a young lady
she works as an ant, and hurries as a bee
soon she will conquer the world, because for hard working it is beautiful
I wish you everything beautiful and good, and I rejoice with her.
- Babice Zlata Jan. 5th 2003
Found an old poem my grandmother wrote as a present for my fifteenth birthday. It’s kind of weird, reading words from someone who’s gone now, all that’s really left of her is all the paintings and words she wrote. Maybe she’s been made immortal by art :)
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